The Wistful Campus

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The Dean’s voice cut through the damp silence of the scriptorium like a blade through wet wool, calling your name with a finality that stopped the ink in your quill. Elias, he said, and the way he rolled the syllables made them sound like stones dropped into a deep well, expecting no echo. You stood before the massive oak desk, the silver clasp in your left hand trembling not from cold, but...

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