The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The rain fell in sheets of grey. It hammered against the tin roof. It drummed a dull, relentless rhythm. Elias sat on the edge of the bed. His wrists were bound. The rope was rough. It bit into the skin. He looked at the window. The glass was fogged. Beyond it, the world was dissolving. The mist swallowed the hills. It ate the trees. It erased the road. He was a prisoner. Not of a cell. Of a...

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