The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The loom hums a low, continuous note in the center of the hall. It is a sound that has been there since before you were born, a vibration in the stone floor that you feel in your teeth more than your ears. You sit at the edge of the workbench, your fingers stained indigo and ochre, looking at the piece you have woven for the last six months. It is a shroud. Not for a corpse, but for a ghost....

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