The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

You wake with the taste of iron on your tongue. The ceiling is white. The air is cold. You are in a room that has no windows. You are in a room that has no door. You are in the belly of the beast. The light hums. It is a thin, blue line. It cuts the dark. It cuts you. "Time to rise," says the Voice. It is smooth. It is soft. It is like silk wrapped around a knife. You sit up. Your knees pop....

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