The Wistful Cipher

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The candle flame in the scriptorium flickered, not with the draft from the window, but with a hunger that seemed to pull the light toward the center of the room where the shadow of the Abbot stretched, long and distorted, across the parchment. It is the winter of 1342, and you are Elias, a scribe of forty years, your hands stained with ink that has long since dried into the creases of your...

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