The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

Thomas. The name was not a call but a command, stripped of the warmth it had once held in the Abbot’s voice, and it hung in the damp air of the scriptorium like smoke from a snuffed candle. I looked up from the parchment, my fingers stained black to the second knuckle, and saw Brother Anselm standing in the doorway, his face a mask of rigid orthodoxy that mirrored the stone walls surrounding...

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