The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

My fingers were stained black to the second knuckle, the ink of the *Codex Aurea* seeping into the whorls of my skin as if it were a living thing, drinking deep. I am Brother Elias, and I have spent three years grinding pigments, cutting vellum, and bowing to the Abbot’s every whim, all for the price of my sister’s life. The air in the scriptorium is thick with the smell of oak gall and iron, a...

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