The Distant Promise

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2026-08-19 17:07:44 -

The iron gate of the Abbey of St. Jude was not closed, but it was held. Two guards in leather jerkins stood on either side, their hands resting on the hilts of swords that had not seen blood in decades, only rust. Inside, the air smelled of damp stone and the sharp, metallic tang of fear. Thomas Bradshaw stood before them, a merchant of glass and bone, his coat dusty from the road. He held no...

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