The Wistful Incense

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The ink is dry, Brother Elias, but the shape remains. Abbot Cillian did not shout, which was worse than shouting; he simply stood in the doorway of the scriptorium, his fingers steepled beneath his chin, watching the way the candlelight caught the raised ridges of the parchment where the iron-gall ink had swollen and dried. Elias sat at his desk, his hands trembling so violently that the quill...

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