The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The bell did not ring. It hung. It hung from the rafters of the stone chapel, a sphere of hammered gold, silent and still. It was the only thing in the room that did not move. Outside, the wind screamed. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of rotting figs and old incense. Elias stood in the center of the nave. He was a man of few words, a seeker of truths in a world that had forgotten how...

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