The Golden Suspect

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The bell rang at dawn. It was a low, bronze groan that shook the dust from the rafters of the old granary. Silas stood in the center of the room. He held his sword. It was a long, slender thing, forged in a city he could no longer name. The steel was dark. It drank the light. Around him, the others waited. They were the Wardens. They wore gray coats. Their faces were blank. They were part of...

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