The Faded Sutra
"You have missed the deadline for the first folio, Elias, and the Abbot’s office requires a written explanation of the discrepancy within the hour." The smell of the scriptorium hit me before the light did, a thick, cloying mixture of stale oak shavings, iron gall ink, and the damp, rotting sweetness of the vellum that lined our walls, a scent that had long since seeped into the pores of my...
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