The Golden Suspect

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2026-08-19 03:09:04 -

The sword is in your hand. It is heavy. The iron is cold against your palm. You are standing in the courtyard. The stone is wet. Rain has been falling. It has not stopped. You feel the water running down your neck. It mixes with the sweat. Your father stands across from you. He holds his own sword. It is a thin blade. It is old. It is yours. He gave it to you before he died. You hold it now....

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