The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The fire did not begin with a spark, nor with the careless drop of a lantern, but with a sigh, a long, shuddering exhalation of smoke that rose from the heart of the cathedral like the breath of a dying god, turning the leaden sky above the town of Oakhaven into a bruised and bleeding canvas that wept ash in place of rain. I stood in the nave, my hands bound by the heavy, iron-flecked chains...

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