The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed a relentless, hollow rhythm against the slate roof of the keep, a sound that had become indistinguishable from the beating of my own heart. I sat in the corner of the hall, my back against the cold stone, and watched the water drip from the eaves into the moat. The court was empty, save for the few guards who stood like statues in the shadows,...

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