The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The mist does not lift so much as it dissolves, thinning into a grey sludge that clings to the stones of the citadel. You stand alone in the high tower, the place where the wind bites through wool and skin with equal indifference. Below, the courtyard is a void of shadow, and above, the sky is a bruise of indigo and black. You are the Guardian, a title that carries the weight of iron and the...

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