The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The quill dipped into the inkwell, the black liquid rising to the brim as it absorbed the weight of the nib. Thomas Bradshaw watched the tip darken, a small, wet point of potential ruin hovering over the vellum. The candle on the desk sputtered, throwing a long, trembling shadow against the damp stone wall of the cellar. He was forty years old, and his hands, which had spent two decades...

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