The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The gatehouse stood at the edge of the fog, a monolith of iron and brick that did not belong to any city on the map, yet its architecture was precise, industrial, and undeniably real. The gears in the sky turned with a low, grinding hum, a sound that vibrated in the teeth of anyone who stood beneath the open archway. Thomas Bradshaw adjusted his cap, the brass badge on his chest catching the...

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