The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The damp in the scriptorium of the Abbey of St. Jude was not merely a smell but a weight, a heavy, woolen blanket that pressed against Thomas’s lungs and settled in the joints of his fingers as he hunched over the vellum. He was twelve years old, small for his age, with hands that trembled not from cold but from the sheer, exhausting effort of keeping his breath steady while he mixed the oak...

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