The Wistful Crossroads

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The parchment lay on the oak desk, brittle as dried leaf, its edges curling away from the ink that had dried black and hard a century ago. Elias Thorne smoothed the page with a thumb that trembled, not from age, but from the cold that seeped through the stone floor of the scriptorium. He was thirty-two, the youngest archivist the Abbey of St. Jude had ever employed, and his father, the previous...

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