The Wistful Cipher

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The ink was moving. Brother Thomas held the ledger against his chest, the leather cover slick with sweat and the damp chill of the scriptorium, his knuckles white as he fought the urge to drop the book on the stone floor. It was not fear that made his hands tremble, though the Abbot’s shadow fell long and heavy across the candlelit table; it was the crushing, physical weight of the debt he owed...

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