The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The bell tolled. It was a deep, brass sound. It shook the dust from the rafters. The dust settled on your shoulders. You did not brush it away. You were still. The air was thick. It smelled of wet stone and old blood. It smelled of iron. You knew that scent. You had lived with it for ten years. It was the scent of the Order. It was the scent of the Wall. You stood in the center of the chamber....

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