The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

"Do you hear it?" Silence. Then the wind. "Ask him again." The voice was low. Gravel in a tin cup. I did not answer. I looked at the stone. It was cold. I put my hand on it. The cold bit. It went up my arm. To the shoulder. To the neck. "He says no." "Does he?" "Yes." The man in the black coat stepped closer. He smelled of wet wool and iron. He looked at me. His eyes were deep pits. Dark wells....

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