The Wistful Incense

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The vial was cracked, a hairline fracture running from the neck to the base, and Elias knew that the scent would escape before the sun fully cleared the eastern ridge. He did not wipe his hands, which were slick with the resinous oils of the night’s work, but held the glass up to the grey light filtering through the high windows of the scriptorium, where the monks were already moving in their...

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