The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The bell in the square had not rung for a century, but today it screamed. It was a jagged, iron shriek that tore through the heavy, fog-choked air of Ashworth, a sound so violent it seemed to crack the stones of the old church where you sat. You did not look up. You were mending a net, your fingers working the rough hemp with a rhythm that had become the only truth you trusted. The townspeople...

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