The Golden Circuit

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2026-08-17 23:07:00 -

The letter is in your hand. The paper is thin. It smells of damp wool and old iron. You are walking. The road is wet. Mud clings to your boots. You are a guard. You are the keeper of the gate. The gate is high. The stone is cold. You do not look up. You look at your hands. They are shaking. The date is written in ink. It is black. It is dry. It says the third day of the cold month. You remember...

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