The Golden Suspect

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The stone shattered. Not the ground. Not the sky. The bread. Elias knelt in the mud. His hands were stained black with earth and blood. He held the loaf. It had been whole. A perfect circle of white flour. Now it was ruins. Crumbs scattered like bone chips. He looked up. The rain stopped. The air was still. Too still. The forest held its breath. "Drop it," said the voice behind him. Elias did...

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