The Distant Ghost
The parchment lay on the oak table, its surface rough and pale as bone, and Elias read the header for the third time before his eyes could hold the words without trembling. It was a decree, signed in the Duke’s heavy, slanted hand, dated the fourteenth of November, 1342, and it demanded a thing that felt less like a command and more like a severing. The Duke required a full, verbatim...
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