The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The rain did not fall so much as it descended, a slow and deliberate weeping from the bruised heavens of the old town, where the cobblestones had long since worn into the shape of the thousands of feet that had trod them, feet that belonged to merchants, to beggars, to the high-born lords who rode in carriages with windows sealed against the damp, and to Thomas Aldous, who sat now in the corner...

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