The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The rain had been falling for three days, a persistent and gray curtain that turned the cobblestones of the town square into a mirror of slate and mud, reflecting the weary faces of those who still remained in the village of Oakhaven. I stood at the edge of the wet pavement, my uniform damp and heavy against my skin, the wool fibers stiff with moisture and the accumulated grime of a life spent...

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