The Golden Circuit
The letter arrived on a Tuesday, the ink still wet and smelling faintly of iron and old rain, which was strange for a document that had been sealed in the vault for three centuries. Julian Vane, the Chief Archivist of the Royal Institute for Historical Preservation, sat in his high-backed chair, the leather creaking under the weight of his hesitation. He was a man who had built his life on the...
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