The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The morning air in the Palace of Whispers tasted of stale lavender and damp stone, a flavor that had settled into the very marrow of my bones over the last forty years. I stood before the obsidian mirror in the antechamber, watching the hand that reached up to adjust my silver epaulets tremble, a fine, rhythmic quiver that betrayed the decay hidden beneath the polished surface of my authority....

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