The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The salt in my veins had begun to taste like iron, a metallic tang that coated the back of my throat and refused to wash away. I stood before the great arched window of the Watchtower, looking down into the labyrinthine streets of Oakhaven, where the fog lay thick and heavy, swallowing the cobblestones and the shadows alike. In my hand, I held the Vial. It was not a large thing, no larger than...

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