The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The rain in the Foundry District did not fall; it hung, a suspended mist of iron dust and sulfur that coated the tongue with a metallic taste, a taste of old blood and rusted gears, and you stood at the threshold of the gate, your uniform heavy with the weight of the invisible, your hands trembling not from the cold but from the vibration of the air itself, which hummed with a frequency that...

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