The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The air in the workshop always smelled of wet oak and old varnish, a scent that had seeped into the very fibers of my clothes until I could no longer tell where the wood ended and my skin began. I sat alone in the dim, amber light of the late afternoon, my hands resting on the smooth, unadorned surface of the lute I had been crafting for three years. It was a strange thing, this silence that...

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