The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The air in the foundry tasted of sulfur and wet iron, a metallic tang that clung to the back of Eamon’s throat like a second skin. He stood at the edge of the cooling trough, his hands still trembling from the exertion of the pour, watching the molten steel bleed its heat into the water. The hiss was not a sound so much as a presence, a violent, hissing ghost that filled the cavernous hall of...

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