The Distant Affair

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The count was four hundred and twelve lines, a number that felt heavy in the marrow of your wrist as you dragged the quill across the vellum, the ink drying to a black scab before your eyes could fully register the word. You were Elias, a scribe of forty years, and the rot in your hands was not a metaphor but a creeping, grey shrivel that turned your knuckles into twisted roots, making the...

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