The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The boiler room hums. A low, constant thrum. You feel it in your teeth. In the soles of your boots. It is the heartbeat of the mill. You stand before the great engine. The Golden Master. They call it that. A name for a machine. A machine of brass and iron. It glows. A dull, sickly gold. In the dark, it looks like a god. You are the warden. Your badge is cold against your chest. Steel. It does...

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