The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The ink was not black, nor was it blue. It was a living, pulsating gold, warm to the touch like blood from a vein severed in summer heat. Captain Elias Thorne stood in the center of the Room of Whispers, a space that defied the geometry of the fortress walls surrounding it, and watched the mark settle into the center of his palm. He had served the Crown for twenty years, a life measured in the...

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