The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The brass plate on the door had been polished until it lost its name, a smooth, golden smear that reflected only the grey sky and your own hollowed eyes. You lived in the house now, or perhaps the house lived in you, a symbiosis of decay and endurance that had outlasted the war that had broken the world and the peace that failed to mend it. The architecture was classical, heavy with the weight...

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