The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

"You are late, Sergeant. The tea is cooling, and the world is shifting beneath our feet." I looked up from the table, where a single, tarnished silver spoon lay beside a cup of black liquid that smelled of burnt copper and dried lavender. The room did not look like a kitchen, nor did it look like a police station, nor did it look like any place I had ever known, though the wood grain of the...

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