The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The brass buttons of my greatcoat were already blackened by the soot of the industrial age, a testament to the grime that had settled into the weave of my soul as surely as it had into the fabric of my days, and I stood now in the center of the churning, steam-veiled yard of the Whitmore Ironworks, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird desperate to escape the cage of my own...

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