The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The letter was stained with the rust of a thousand miles. It sat on the rough-hewn table in the center of the hut, a square of parchment that seemed to hum with a silence louder than the wind outside. Silas held it in his left hand, the paper trembling not from cold, but from the weight of the words inked in a hand he had known for forty years, and now knew only in death. The seal was broken....

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