The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The sky broke open before dawn, not with rain, but with a silence so heavy it felt like a physical weight pressing against the eardrums. Aldous Vane sat on the threshold of his ruined workshop, his hands resting on his knees, fingers stained with the grey dust of the collapsed timber. He was a man who had built things, a joiner of oak and ash, a weaver of leather and thread, a craftsman who...

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