The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The iron bit of the horse’s mouth left a taste of copper and old blood in my jaw as I swung my sword, the blade singing a high, thin note against the shield of the creature that had once been a man but was now only a hunger wrapped in rotting mail. We were in the Deep Hollow, a place where the trees grew so thick and twisted that they formed a cage of black wood, and the light that filtered...

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