The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a fine, cold mist that settled into the wool of Major Elias Thorne’s coat and the leather of his gloves. It was the year of the great iron expansion, when the world smelled of coal smoke and wet earth, and the line between the civilized and the wild was drawn in blood and rust. Elias stood at the edge of the moor, a vast, bruised expanse of...

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