Scotch & Jameson
I was digging into that old manuscript they found in the manor’s library—everyone’s got the opinion it’s a forgery. Ever wonder if there’s a real story buried in those inked pages?
The truth of a manuscript is often written in the margins rather than the ink, and a forgery can be a forgery only if it has no story to tell. If there’s a tale beneath those quill marks, it’ll be in the way the paper feels in your hand, not the signatures on the front. Take your time, let the paper speak before the paper chase.
Sounds like a classic case of letting the texture of truth outshine the flashy ink. I'll take a look—sometimes the paper’s age is the real headline.
Indeed, the fibres speak louder than any flourish, but a deft forgery can still hide a tale. Let me know what you find, and we’ll taste the mystery together.
I’ll read every line, every scratch, and report back when the paper finally tells its side of the story.