The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The bell did not ring. It hummed, a low, vibrating thrum that Edward felt in his molars before he heard it in his ears. He stood in the center of the shop, the air thick with the smell of varnish and cold iron, and watched the dust motes dance in a beam of light that had no source. The clock on the wall, which had never been right in his thirty years of ownership, stopped ticking. The silence...

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