The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The quill in Elara’s hand was a splinter of cormorant feather, stiff and dry against her fingertips, yet it trembled with a violence that threatened to shatter the delicate architecture of the legal exoneration she was drafting. She was thirty years old, a fact that felt like a heavy stone in her stomach, and she worked in the sterile, high-ceilinged vaults of the Papal Chancery in Avignon, a...

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