The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The rain had stopped. Silence held the room. Elias sat. His hands trembled. Not from cold. From the weight. The iron key lay on the table. Cold. Heavy. It looked like a tooth. A human tooth. Blackened by age. He picked it up. The metal bit into his palm. He did not drop it. He could not. The door opened. A shadow fell across the floor. Thomas stood there. He wore no armor. Only a tunic. Mud...

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