The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The house breathes. You know this. You have always known this. The walls are not stone. They are skin. Thick, pale, and stretched tight over the bones of the earth. You are here to find the master. He is missing. Or perhaps he has never existed. The invitation said dinner. It said, come to the Holloway estate. Come and see what remains. You did not believe it then. You believe it now. The front...

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