The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

I left the village of Oakhaven on a morning so thick with mist that the world seemed to have been erased, leaving only the immediate, tactile reality of my boots sinking into the wet earth and the heavy, iron taste of fear in my mouth. I was an exile in my own home, a man who had once been known for his quiet diligence but who now carried the stench of poverty like a second skin, a condition...

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