The Golden Downtown

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I woke with the taste of copper in my mouth and the sound of rain drumming against the high, arched windows of the Infirmary of St. Jude’s. It was the third night of the Fever, that ancient, relentless sickness that had swept through the valley since the autumn equinox. The air in the ward was thick, heavy with the scent of boiled sage and the sharp, metallic tang of old blood. I lay on the...

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