The Wistful Crossroads

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The parchment lay flat on the stone table, its surface dry and waiting, a stark white void that seemed to pull the light from the dim cell. Elias stared at it, his hands trembling not from cold, but from the violent, black tide churning beneath his skin. He needed to finish the *Codex Aeterna*. He needed the Abbot’s favor. He needed to be worthy. The ink in his well was black, thick as tar, and...

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