The Wistful Campus

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The cold did not come from the door, nor from the cracked window, but from the parchment itself. Elias sat hunched over the lectern, his quill trembling not from age, but from a vibration that seemed to rise through the wood of the desk and into his bones. He was thirty years old, a scribe of modest reputation in the monastery of Saint Jude, and he wanted only to secure his future. The Abbot...

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