The Golden Suspect

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The fire began in the grain silos. It swallowed the west wing in an hour. The smoke was thick. It tasted of ash and old rot. Elias stood on the gallery. He watched the beams collapse. He did not move. His hands were still. They were the hands of a man who had built this place. Now he watched it die. The abbey was old. Older than the county. It was a place of silence and bread. Elias had been...

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