The Golden Suspect

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The dream began not with a sound, but with a weight, a physical pressure against the left shoulder blade, as if an invisible hand were pressing a seal into the marrow. It was the weight of the sword, not the steel itself, but the memory of the steel, the cold history of blood that had soaked into the leather grip over three generations. Captain Elias Thorne woke in the damp stone of his...

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