The Faded Photograph

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Elias. The word was not a request but a summons, spoken by Brother Anselm with the flat, administrative detachment of a man checking a ledger, and it cut through the humid, wax-scented air of the scriptorium with the sharpness of a chisel striking bone. Elias looked up from the vellum, his hand hovering over the quill, the tip still wet with iron gall ink that had begun to dry in the cold...

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