The Golden Circuit

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The rain had been falling for three days, a grey curtain that turned the mud of the courtyard into a thick, sucking paste. Elara stood by the window of the small stone cottage, her hands pressed against the cold glass, watching the water run in long, shivering lines down the pane. Her fingers were long and pale, the knuckles swollen with the stiffness of the damp, and beneath the skin,...

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