The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The ink smelled of rot. Elias Thorne dipped the quill, a feather bound to his life force by a pact he no longer remembered making, and the black fluid oozed from the nib like pus. He was forty years old, a scribe for Lord Vane, and he needed to finish the *Codex Aeterna* by the autumn equinox to secure his patronage. The rule was simple, whispered by the shadows in the scriptorium: writing...

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