The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The bell tower strikes the hour. It is a sound that tastes of iron and dust. You hear it before you see the light. You are in the city of Oakhaven. It is a place of stone and shadow. The air is thick with the scent of pine and old blood. You hold the object in your hand. It is small. It is warm. It is a bird. Not a real bird. It is made of gold. It does not fly. It does not sing. It is still....

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