The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The heavy wool of the uniform was a second skin, woven so tightly around the shoulders of Sergeant Elias Thorne that it had ceased to be fabric and become part of the architecture of his spine. It was a garment of grey, unremarkable in its drabness, yet to those who knew the weight of the institution, it was a shroud of iron. For twenty years, Elias had worn it, letting the fibers absorb the...

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