The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The feast had ended. Candles guttered. Wine stained the table. Silas stood alone. He wore the armor. The chainmail caught the light. It was cold. The hall was silent. Dust motes danced. He was the captain. He was the keeper. He was the wall. The stone kept the dark out. It kept the people safe. It kept them warm. But stone does not breathe. Stone does not dream. Silas had stopped dreaming. He...

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