prompt: Summarize what this paragraph says about a medieval illuminator's audience.
  
  Compare all this with the life of a medieval illuminator. Crouched all day over a single illustration, wrist hovering just over the little pools of fresh ink, attempting with the slightest flick of the wrist to capture the curve of a bird’s feather or the glint in a saint’s eye. It’s one thing to say that a Bible took years to make. It is another thing entirely to recall that, after those years were over, the final product would be just one Bible. A single book, liable to fire, flood, dust, and decay. A single book, which would more than likely spend the duration of its existence shut up in the walls of a monastery or a palace, only to be seen by a privileged few.
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chosen.content: Summarize what this paragraph says about a medieval illuminator's audience.
  
  Compare all this with the life of a medieval illuminator. Crouched all day over a single illustration, wrist hovering just over the little pools of fresh ink, attempting with the slightest flick of the wrist to capture the curve of a bird’s feather or the glint in a saint’s eye. It’s one thing to say that a Bible took years to make. It is another thing entirely to recall that, after those years were over, the final product would be just one Bible. A single book, liable to fire, flood, dust, and decay. A single book, which would more than likely spend the duration of its existence shut up in the walls of a monastery or a palace, only to be seen by a privileged few.
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rejected.content: A chat.
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rejected.content: Summarize what this paragraph says about a medieval illuminator's audience.
  
  Compare all this with the life of a medieval illuminator. Crouched all day over a single illustration, wrist hovering just over the little pools of fresh ink, attempting with the slightest flick of the wrist to capture the curve of a bird’s feather or the glint in a saint’s eye. It’s one thing to say that a Bible took years to make. It is another thing entirely to recall that, after those years were over, the final product would be just one Bible. A single book, liable to fire, flood, dust, and decay. A single book, which would more than likely spend the duration of its existence shut up in the walls of a monastery or a palace, only to be seen by a privileged few.
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