The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The frost had taken the root of the world by morning. You stand at the edge of the old oak, your boots sinking into the white crust that covers the valley floor. The air is sharp enough to cut the breath from your lungs. You are the Warden. You have been the Warden for forty years, and in that time, you have learned that the silence of winter is not empty. It is full. It is heavy. It presses...

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