The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The frost had turned the courtyard into a sheet of hammered silver, a cold and brilliant expanse that reflected the jagged teeth of the castle windows. Professor Elias Thorne stood at the edge of this white void, his breath hanging before him in ghostly ribbons, watching the last of the servants retreat into the warmth of the keep. He was a man of fifty winters, his hair the color of dried...

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