The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The carriage wheels groaned against the packed earth, a sound like the grinding of old bones, as Silas Vane descended the final slope toward the manor of Arthur Penhaligon. The mist clung to the valley floor, thick and gray, erasing the distinction between the dead elms and the living ones, wrapping the world in a shroud that smelled of wet iron and decaying leaves. Silas was a man who had not...

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