The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The air in the hallway is thick with the scent of beeswax and old paper, a perfume that hangs in the stagnant air like a ghost that refuses to leave. You stand before the great oak door of your father’s study, your hand hovering over the brass handle, feeling the cold metal bite into your palm. It is a Tuesday, perhaps, or a Wednesday; the days have begun to blur together in this house where...

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