The Wistful Mountain

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The quill is heavy in your hand, heavier than it should be, as if the goose feather has grown a second bone inside its shaft. You hold it over the parchment, the tip trembling, a fine, rapid vibration that travels from your wrist up into the elbow and settles there, a cold knot of failure. You are Elias, forty-two, and you have served in the scriptorium of St. Jude’s Abbey for twenty years, yet...

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