The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The snow had not yet fallen, but the air in the Great Hall tasted of iron and old dust. Thomas Bradshaw stood before the Chancellor, his hands clasped so tightly his knuckles had turned the color of parchment. He was thirty years old, a scribe of modest rank, and he had come to beg for his mother’s life. The court was silent, a vacuum that seemed to pull the breath from his lungs. In the...

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