The Wistful Skyline

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The Abbot’s voice cut through the dust-choked air of the scriptorium, sharp and thin as a knife sliding between ribs. “Thorne, the solstice is three days hence. The Codex remains unfinished.” Elias did not look up from the desk. He was forty-two, and his back ached with the specific, grinding dullness of a man who had spent twenty years hunched over fragile things, but he kept his head down,...

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