The Golden Circuit
The letter lay upon the scarred oak table, its parchment edges yellowed by the damp of a century, yet the ink within remained black and sharp, a testament to the hand that had pressed it there in the quiet hours before the dawn, when the world was still holding its breath. It was the final entry in the journal of Captain Elias Thorne, written in a script that trembled only at the extremities,...
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