The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The cart rattled over the cobblestones, a sound like dry bones knocking together in a dark room, as Elias watched the back of his father’s coat disappear into the fog that choked the mouth of the alley. He did not wave. His hand remained clamped against his chest, a fist holding a secret he could not yet speak, only breathe. The air in London in those old days was thick, a living thing that...

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