The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The ink on the ledger did not dry; it breathed. Elias Thorne sat in the library of Blackwood Hall, a room that smelled of damp wool, aged paper, and the faint, metallic tang of ozone that always preceded a storm. Outside, the industrial smokestacks of the nearby town belched their grey exhalations into the twilight, staining the sky a bruised purple, but within the high-ceilinged chamber, the...

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