The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The rain had not stopped for three days, and the mud of the Blackwood Ridge had turned into a thick, sucking sludge that seemed to possess a will of its own, pulling at the boots of Dr. Arthur Penhaligon with a persistence that felt less like earth and more like a hungry animal seeking to swallow him whole. He walked with the heavy, deliberate gait of a man who had spent forty years carrying...

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