The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The ink in my quill had not yet dried when the first frost crept across the windowpane, a delicate lattice of ice that mirrored the rigid geometry of the Hall’s corridors. I was thirteen, an apprentice scribe in the service of the Abbot, a role that demanded silence and a steady hand. My brother, Julian, had been taken three days prior. He had been accused of a crime so heinous it defied the...

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