The Wistful Crossroads

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The parchment was stained with mud and blood, the ink running in black rivulets down the coarse fiber. It was a list of debts, or perhaps a manifest of supplies, but the words were smudged beyond reading, only the jagged scratches of a quill visible in the light of the guttering tallow. Thomas held it in his left hand, his fingers numb from the cold, while his right hand clutched the iron...

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