The Golden Master
The coat is heavy. It is wool. It is dark. It smells of damp stone and old blood. You wear it. It fits poorly. The shoulders are too wide. The sleeves are too long. You pull at the cuffs. They drag on the floor. You are a man of the law. You are a knight. You serve the King. You wear the King’s colors. But the coat is not yours. You bought it in a market. The seller was a ragged man. He did not...
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