The Golden Circuit

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2026-08-19 07:28:33 -

The dream always began with the sound of rain tapping against the slate roof of the manor house, a rhythmic, persistent drumming that seemed to hollow out the silence of the night, and in that dream, which was not quite a dream but a memory of a memory, the protagonist stood before the High Steward, a figure whose robes were the color of dried blood and whose eyes held the cold, distant...

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