The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The hand was gone. Not cut off. Not burned. It had simply ceased to exist, replaced by a stump of raw, weeping flesh that pulsed with a rhythm slightly out of sync with his heart. Walter sat on the floor of the King’s antechamber. The stone was cold. It bit into his knees, a sharp, clean pain that felt honest compared to the hot, wet throbbing in his left wrist. He looked down at it. The skin...

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