The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The snow fell in thick, silent sheets over the Abbey of St. Jude, burying the muddy tracks of Elias’s horse in white erasure. He was forty years old, a man whose body had been broken and remade by twenty years of war, and he stood before the heavy oak doors with a letter in his hand that felt lighter than the stone wall behind them. He wanted his son. Thomas had been detained for three months,...

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