The Wistful Witness

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The great hall of St. Jude’s College smelled of beeswax and old stone, a scent that clung to the wool of Elias Thorne’s robes like a second skin. It was the Feast Day, a time when the university’s hierarchy was laid bare in the arrangement of the long tables, the quality of the wine, and the weight of the silver. Elias sat at the foot of the table, a position reserved for the junior scholars,...

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