The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The silence in the attic is not empty; it is heavy, pressing against your eardrums like deep water. You are sitting on the floor, your back against the cold plaster of the gable wall, surrounded by the dust motes that dance in the single shaft of light piercing the boarded-up window. Your knees are drawn up to your chest, and your hands, stained with the grey residue of old varnish, rest on the...

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