The Golden Downtown

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The iron gate shrieks as you force it open, the sound tearing through the stillness of the courtyard like a dying bird, and you stand there, breathless, your hands slick with sweat that smells of rust and fear, staring at the tower where he is kept, the stone cold and indifferent to the fate of the man within, for you have come to save him, or perhaps to destroy him, the line blurred by the fog...

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