The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The tea had gone cold. It sat in the silver cup, a dark pool reflecting the ceiling. Elias stared at it. The steam had long since vanished. The house was silent. It was a heavy, industrial silence. The kind that settles on soot and iron. Elias was a soldier. He had worn the uniform for twenty years. The wool had worn thin at the elbows. The buttons were tarnished. He looked like the uniform. He...

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