The Faded River

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The Faded River

The ink was still wet on the parchment when the Abbot’s shadow fell across my desk, a long, grey smear that swallowed the light from the high windows. I did not look up from the ledger, my fingers tracing the indented grooves of the previous day’s entries, feeling the grain of the vellum rough against my skin, a texture as familiar as the callus on my thumb. Outside the thick glass, the river...

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