The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The dust in the Hartwell library did not settle; it hung, a suspended judgment in the shafts of afternoon light. Elias, seventeen and sharp-edged with fear, stood before the shelves, his fingers white-knuckled around the tarnished silver compass. The needle swung lazily, pointing not north, but toward the heavy oak door that separated him from the sickroom. He wanted to prove Dr. Aris wrong....

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