The Golden Downtown

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The air in the Great Hall of the Ashworth estate did not merely sit; it hung, heavy with the scent of beeswax and the faint, metallic tang of old blood that had long since soaked into the oak floorboards. I stood in the center of the room, my hands resting on the hilt of a sword that felt less like a weapon and more like a part of my own anatomy, a rigid extension of my will. The light...

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