The Distant Summer

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The heat in the refectory was a physical weight, pressing down on the stone floors and the sweating backs of the brothers. Elias stood near the heavy oak table, his hands trembling not from the temperature but from the sight of the abbot’s seal cracking under the weight of a new decree. He had spent twenty years in the scriptorium, his life measured in drops of ink and hours of silence, waiting...

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