The Faded Attic
The parchment lay on the stone table, the ink still wet and glistening like a bruise, detailing the expulsion of Brother Elias from the Abbey of St. Jude. Abbot Cuthbert read the words twice, his face a mask of stern disapproval, before he pressed his thumb into the seal of wax. He did not look up when Elias entered the scriptorium, the air thick with the smell of damp wool and old paper. The...
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