The Wistful Incense

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The stone walls of St. Jude’s breathed a cold, damp exhale that settled deep in Brother Thomas’s lungs, a constant, rattling reminder of the wasting sickness that had consumed his winter. He was forty years old, a scribe of modest reputation, and he wanted only to be whole again; the cough had become a jagged thing, a physical thief that stole his breath and his sleep in equal measure. In the...

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