The Wistful Witness

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The ink is wet, Thomas, and your hand is shaking like a leaf in a gale. Master Aldric did not raise his voice, which was worse than shouting. He simply held up the parchment, a sheet of fine vellum that cost more than your father’s winter coat, and watched the quill tip drip a black tear onto the table. The light in the scriptorium was failing, the sun dipping behind the leaded glass windows,...

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