The Golden Downtown
The ledger you keep is not made of paper, nor of ink, but of a brittle, golden silence that settles over the high chambers of the palace like a fine, suffocating dust, and it is this silence that you have carried with you across the sea, from the soot-choked industrial sprawls of your old world to the pristine, terrifying heights of this medieval court, where the air is thin and the...
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