The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The rain had not ceased for three days, a persistent, gray weeping that turned the cobblestones of the lower village into a slick, mirror-like expanse reflecting the dim, amber glow of the lanterns. In the highest tower of the old manor, a room that had been sealed since the time of the first lord, young Julian sat alone. He was twelve years old, with hands that trembled not from cold, but from...

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