The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The hand spoke in Latin, its voice dry as parchment tearing, while I tried to balance the accounts for the autumn tax audit. It was the fourteenth of October, 1342, and the candle on my desk sputtered, casting long, jagged shadows across the ledger. I wanted only to finish the parish records before Lord Vane’s men arrived, a task that required a steady hand and a clear mind, both of which the...

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