The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a grey curtain of mist that turned the heath into a sea of bruised stone and dying bracken. Aldous Vane stood knee-deep in the mud, his breath coming in sharp, ragged bursts that turned to white steam before he could even taste it. In his right hand, he gripped the hilt of a sword that felt less like steel and more like a bone, slick with the...

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