The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The stone cracked. It did not shatter. It split. A thin, white line ran down the center of the altar, like a vein of light in dark rock. Thomas watched it. He did not breathe. The air in the chamber was still. It smelled of dust and old wax. He held the chisel in his left hand. The hammer lay on the floor. His hands were steady. They had always been steady. That was the problem. That was the...

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