The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The fog in the valley of Oakhaven was not merely weather; it was a living thing, a gray beast that breathed and swallowed the world whole. For three days, it had pressed against the stone walls of the keep, muffling the sound of the wind until the silence was so heavy it felt like a physical weight on the shoulders of Sir Elias Thorne. He stood alone in the high tower, the only light coming...

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