The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The winter had not come; it had arrived, three years prior, and simply refused to leave, settling over the valley of Oakhaven like a shroud of grey wool that choked the breath from the land. Margaret Holloway, a woman of thirty-two years whose hands were perpetually stained with the iridescent dust of celestial gears, stood before the fractured remains of the Sunstone, a device no larger than a...

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