The Golden Circuit

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The dream begins with the smell of ozone and burnt hair, a scent that has no place in the quiet, dust-moted silence of the observatory tower. You are twelve, Elias, and you are standing on the balcony, the wind pulling at the hem of your coat, while the court below waits in a hush so thick it feels like a physical weight pressing against your chest. You want the Gold Circuit. It is not a toy,...

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