The Wistful Campus

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The quill snapped. Elias Thorne stared at the broken nib, the shard of goose feather trembling in his ink-stained fingers. The drop of black gall ink splattered onto the vellum, a dark, spreading stain that looked like a bruise. He did not wipe it. He let it soak into the parchment, ruining the delicate border of gold leaf he had spent three days applying. Around him, the scriptorium hummed...

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