The Golden Suspect

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The rain in the capital city did not wash things clean; it only made the soot stickier, binding the grime of the ancient streets into a cohesive, suffocating layer. Commander Elias Thorne stood in the center of the Great Hall, his boots heavy on the stone floor, the weight of his ceremonial armor pressing against his ribs like a second skin. He was not there to admire the vaulted ceilings, lost...

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