The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The quill scraped the vellum with a sound like a dry twig snapping under a boot, and Brother Elias pressed the nib harder, forcing the ink to bleed into the fibers of the page. His fingers were black to the knuckles, a permanent stain that no amount of lye soap could lift, and the cold in the scriptorium had settled into his joints, a damp ache that mirrored the dampness of the stone walls. He...

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