The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The rain did not fall. It hung in the air, a fine, cold mist that clung to the wool of Arthur’s coat and dampened the papers on his desk. He sat in the corner office of the Department of Archival Integrity, a room that smelled of dust and old ink. The walls were lined with shelves, but the shelves were empty. That was the point. The new directive required a clean slate. A golden master, they...

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