The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The iron clamps of the carriage bit into the horse’s flanks, and Elias Thorne did not look back, nor did he look forward, but only at the thing strapped to the front of his saddle, a heavy bundle of velvet and gold thread that pulsed with a rhythm identical to his own failing heartbeat. The road to the border was a ribbon of mud that stretched into the fog, a grey nothingness that swallowed the...

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