The Golden Suspect

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The rain fell in sheets of iron. It hammered against the shield of Aldric Thorne. The steel groaned under the weight of the storm. Aldric did not flinch. His eyes were fixed on the figure before him. The stranger wore a cloak of deep crimson. The fabric was torn. It bled rust-colored water onto the cobblestones. The stranger held a sword. The blade was not metal. It was bone. It glowed with a...

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