The Golden Circuit

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The ink is still wet on the parchment, a dark smear that resembles a bruise on the skin of the paper. You hold the quill, its feather trembling in the draft that seeps through the cracks of the stone window, and you feel the weight of the words before you even write them. You are not writing a letter to a lover, nor a plea for mercy to the King. You are writing a record of the silence you have...

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