The Golden Visit

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2026-08-19 14:12:22 -

The Golden Visit

The iron bit was in my mouth before I understood I was in the ring. It tasted of rust and old blood, a metallic tang that coated the tongue and numbed the sense of taste. The crowd was a wall of noise, a roar that vibrated in the marrow of my bones, shaking the very fillings in my teeth. I was not a gladiator, though the spectators in the tiered stone seats might have sworn otherwise. I was...

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