The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The fever broke at dawn, not with a sudden clarity but with a slow, terrifying seep of light into the marrow, and you lay in the damp straw of the infirmary, feeling the cold stone beneath the mattress press against your spine like a second skeleton, while the air smelled of wet ash and the metallic tang of old blood. You are Margaret, though the name feels distant, a word spoken by someone...

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