The Wistful Throne

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The quill snapped. The sound was sharp in the damp cellar, a crack like a small bone breaking under a boot. Brother Thomas looked at the broken nib, then at the parchment. The ink had dried before he could wipe it away, a dark, jagged scar across the page of Psalm 23. He did not move. His hands were shaking, a tremor that started in his fingertips and rolled up his wrists, a physical betrayal...

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