The Wistful Voyage

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Chapter One The weight of the bone comb in my hand was a quiet accusation, its teeth missing like a row of fallen soldiers, and I held it while the heatwave pressed against the windowpanes of the scriptorium, a physical fact that refused to yield to the night. I am Lucia Grieco, and for twenty years I have served the community with ink and patience, yet Abbot Enzo has forbidden me from using...

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