The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The dust motes dancing in the single shaft of light that pierced the high, vaulted ceiling of the Royal Archive did not look like dust to me, but rather like the suspended breath of a thousand ghosts who had never quite finished speaking, a phenomenon that I had come to understand was not a hallucination but a persistent, physical manifestation of the building’s own memory, which had grown so...

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