The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The air in the ventilation shaft tasted of rust and old blood, a metallic tang that coated your teeth before you even realized you were breathing. You were not a man. You were a mechanism. You were a thing of iron and steam, compressed into a shape that barely resembled the boy you had been before the accident. The factory floor below was a churning sea of gears, a labyrinth of brass and steel...

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