The Wistful Witness

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2026-08-19 13:27:15 -

The bell did not ring. It shattered. I was standing by the high window of the scriptorium, the ink still wet on the vellum, when the sound tore through the air like a scream made of iron. The great bronze bell in the tower, old as the Abbey itself, had cracked. The vibration hummed in my teeth, a low, resonant thrum that seemed to shake the very stones beneath my feet. I looked up. The sky was...

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