The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

You are standing in the middle of the frozen moor, the air so thin and sharp it feels like it is slicing the breath out of your lungs, and you are waiting for the sound of the bells that have not rung in forty years. The mist is low here, clinging to the heather like a burial shroud, and the sky above is a bruised purple, heavy with the promise of snow that will not melt until the summer comes,...

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