The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The air in the conservatory was thick with the scent of damp earth and rotting lilies. Margaret sat in the high-backed chair, her hands resting on the arms, fingers pale and thin as birch bark. She watched the rain streak the glass, distorting the garden beyond into a smear of grey and green. It had been raining for three days. The water had risen, swallowing the lower beds, softening the hard...

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