The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The rain in Oakhaven did not fall so much as it hovered, a grey, suspended mist that clung to the wool of coats and the glass of shop windows, turning the cobblestone streets into a mirror of murky reflections where the gas lamps sputtered and died, leaving the town to breathe in the dark until the morning bells rang out a hollow, metallic note that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of the bones...

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