The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The dust did not settle so much as it suspended itself, a fine, grey haze that coated the tongue and the eyelids and the inside of the lungs, turning the air into a physical substance that resisted the draw of breath. Silas Vane stood in the center of the hall, his chest heaving against the heavy leather of his cuirass, the iron rings of his bracers clinking softly with every tremor of...

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