The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The rain did not fall so much as it was forced down by the sheer weight of the sky, a relentless, vertical violence that turned the streets of the city into rivers of oil and neon, washing the grime from the pavement only to reveal the darker, more ancient rot beneath. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the precipice, or what the zoning officials had designated as a pedestrian walkway above the...

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