The Golden Circuit

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The rain had not stopped for three days, and the mud on the road outside the manor house had turned into a thick, sucking slurry that threatened to swallow your horse’s hooves whole as you pulled up the carriage in the yard. You dismounted, your boots sinking deep, the leather creaking under the weight of your exhaustion, and you looked up at the grey stone face of the estate, the windows dark...

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