The Wistful Mountain

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"The ink is dry, Elias. Do you understand that? It is dry." Lord Vane did not look up from the desk. He held the parchment between thumb and forefinger, his nails short and clean, a stark contrast to the blackened tips of his own quill. The scriptorium was cold, the kind of damp chill that settles into the joints of the knuckles and the base of the neck. Outside, the bells of the cathedral...

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