The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The train does not stop at the village of Oakhaven, but you are not on a train. You are walking, or perhaps you are being carried, along the cobblestone spine of the town that smells of wet slate and boiled turnips. It is the year of the Iron Lung, when the factories in the valley below cough black smoke into the sky and the air tastes of copper and despair. You are wearing the grey coat of the...

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