The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

Elara woke from a dream where the walls were made of glass, thin and trembling. She sat up in the dark. The air in the bedroom was still, but it tasted of iron and old dust. Her husband, Julian, was not there. His side of the bed was cold. The sheets were smooth, untouched. She knew he was in the kitchen. She could hear the faint, rhythmic clink of a spoon against the rim of a mug. It was the...

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