The Golden Maze
The debt of the Abbey of St. Jude was a ledger of three hundred and twelve silver marks, a number that Elias Thorne had counted every night for six years until the figures blurred into a single, heavy stone in his gut. He was thirty-five, a scribe with ink-stained fingers that smelled of oak gall and iron, and he knew the weight of that debt because it sat on his shoulders like a second spine,...
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