The Golden Circuit

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The letter is dated the fourteenth of November. You do not remember writing it. You only remember the smell of the ink. Iron and dried blood. The paper is thin. It tears easily at the edges. You hold it in your right hand. Your left hand is empty. It has always been empty. You are in the cellar. The walls are damp. The air tastes of stone and old roots. A single candle burns in a clay holder....

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