The Faded River

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The Faded River

The candlelight in the scriptorium of the Abbey of St. Jude did not so much illuminate the room as it revealed the dust, a fine, golden suspension that settled on the vellum and in the creases of your brow. You were twelve years old, small for your age, and you sat in the corner of the damp stone chamber, your fingers wrapped tightly around the stolen silver clasp, a piece of filigree so...

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