The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The air in the coal-choked valley tasted of sulfur and old iron, a metallic tang that clung to the back of the throat and refused to be washed away. Thomas Vane stood at the edge of the cliff, his silhouette a jagged tear against the bruised purple sky, watching the smoke rise from the foundry below in thick, deliberate columns. It was a beautiful sight, terrible in its order, the rhythm of the...

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