The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The soup was thick, a heavy stew of marrow and dark berries that clung to the inside of William’s mouth like a secret he had forgotten to keep. He sat in the corner of the tavern, the wood of the bench biting into his spine, and watched the steam rise in thin, white ribbons. It was a Tuesday in the deep of autumn, the kind of day where the sky hung low and gray over the cobblestones of London,...

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