The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

Thomas. The voice came from the shadows, low and gravelly, cutting through the scratch of the quill. It was not a question. It was a summons. Thomas looked up, his eyes adjusting to the dimness of the scriptorium, where the air smelled of oak gall, iron, and the stale sweat of men who had not slept. The Abbot stood at the end of the long table, a silhouette against the single, trembling candle....

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