The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The count of the day’s labor was precise, a ledger of hours weighed against the diminishing substance of the man who performed them. Brother Anselm had spent four hours in the scriptorium, his fingers, which had begun to feel less like flesh and more like wet parchment, moving the quill across the vellum with a mechanical steadiness that belied the terrible fragility of the hand holding it. He...

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