The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The iron gate had not opened in three centuries, but it screamed when I touched it. The sound was not metal on stone, but a low, tectonic groan that vibrated in the marrow of my teeth. I stood in the courtyard of the Black Abbey, a place that existed only in the margins of old maps and the fever dreams of those who had sought it. The sky above was the color of a bruise, swollen and purple,...

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