The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The hand shook. Not much. A tremor in the knuckles. A fine vibration in the skin. But it was there. It was always there. Sir Julian Vane stood before the High Court. The hall was cold. Stone walls. High ceilings. Shadows pooled in the corners like spilled ink. He watched his own hands. They were his. They had always been his. He flexed the fingers. They obeyed. Yet they felt foreign. Detached....

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