The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The dust in the library settled in thick, golden sheets. You watched it drift. It was a slow, deliberate dance. Your hands trembled on the spine of the book. It was a thick volume. Bound in cracked leather. The pages were yellowed. They smelled of old paper and rot. You loved this smell. You loved the weight of it. You held it tight. Your fingers dug into the binding. You were a scholar. You...

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