The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The bell tower was not a place of rest. It was a cage of iron and stone, suspended above the fog-choked streets of London. "Did you see it?" Thomas asked. His voice was a rasp, like dry leaves skittering over pavement. He did not look at Edward. He looked at the hands on his own palms, as if the answer were written in the skin. Edward did not answer. He tightened his grip on the hilt of his...

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