The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The bell tolled in the grey morning. It was a deep, bronze sound that vibrated in the marrow of Elias’s bones. He sat in the chair by the window. The glass was cold against his forehead. Outside, the city sprawled in mist. It was a city of stone and shadow. The streets were empty. The war had passed through them. It had left its teeth in the walls. It had left its breath in the air. Elias...

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