The Wistful Letter

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The letter lay on the oak desk, its parchment surface stained with a dark, viscous fluid that smelled faintly of copper and old meat. Brother Thomas picked it up, his fingers slipping on the wet skin of the page, and read the Abbot’s final instruction in a hand that trembled with an authority he did not possess. The decree was simple: the illumination of the *Book of Hours* for Bishop Ashworth...

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