The Golden Suspect

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The glass vessel sat on the table before me, a perfect sphere of thick, cloudy quartz that had once held the distilled essence of a storm. It was my life’s work, the culmination of forty years spent in the shadow of the Obsidian Spire, a place where the air tasted of iron and old dust. I was a Keeper of the Veil, a title that sounded grand in the histories but felt like a heavy chain around my...

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