The Golden Circuit

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The ink was still wet and weeping into the parchment when the bell from the tower of St. Jude’s began to toll, a sound that seemed to tear the fabric of the evening apart, not with the solemnity of mourning but with the violent urgency of a summons. Margaret Holloway did not look up from her desk, nor did she lower the quill that trembled slightly in her hand, for to look up would be to...

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