The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

You are holding the jar, aren’t you? Don’t lie to me, Clara, because I can see the way your fingers are white around the glass, knuckles bleeding into the bone, and I know what is inside, I know exactly what you have been brewing in that cellar for the last three days while the rest of us were waiting for the sun to rise, I know you are holding the cure, or perhaps the poison, or perhaps the...

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