The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The rain on the windowpane was a rhythm, a dull, relentless drumming that matched the beat of Thomas’s heart. He sat at the desk, the wood cold under his palms, the air in the small office thick with the smell of wet wool and stale coffee. Outside, the grey sky pressed against the glass, heavy and unyielding, a blanket of cloud that seemed to swallow the entire county of Dorset. "Did you hear?"...

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