The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The oak tree in the center of the courtyard is dying, and you are the only one who knows why. It stands like a broken spine against the grey sky, its leaves turning a sickly, translucent gold before they fall. You have watched it for three days from the high window of the Archivist’s office, your hand resting on the cold iron railing. The air in the hall below smells of damp stone and old...

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