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The quill scratched against the vellum, a sound like a mouse gnawing on dry wood, and Elias kept his wrist locked, his arm rigid as iron to prevent the tremor from shattering the letter of the *J*. It was the thirty-second day of the fast, and the monastery of St. Jude sat high in the Carpathian peaks, a place where the air was so thin it felt less like atmosphere and more like a thinning of...

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