The Golden Circuit

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The candle wax pools on the table like melted gold, and you watch it drip with the detached curiosity of a man who has forgotten that fire can burn. You are sitting in the center of the stone cell, the walls sweating cold condensation that smells of wet earth and old blood. It is a feast, you tell yourself. A banquet of shadows and whispers. You hold the object in your hands, the thing that...

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