The Wistful Letter

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The feast hall of Blackfriars Monastery smelled of roasted pork, stale ale, and the damp, rotting earth of November, a thick, cloying atmosphere that seemed to press against the skin of the twelve-year-old novice Thomas Bradshaw, who sat at the lowest end of the long oak table with his eyes fixed not on the Abbot’s plate but on the frozen ink in his well, which he had left unattended in the...

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