The Golden Circuit

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The rain fell like hammered tin. It struck the shield of Alderman Thomas. He held it high. The metal rang. A dull, bruised sound. It echoed in the hollow of the valley. He was not a knight. He was a man who kept order. He wore the gray tunic of the Town Watch. The wool was soaked. It clung to his ribs. He felt the cold seep into his marrow. Before him stood the orchard. The apples were...

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