The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The banquet hall of the Department of Internal Stability was not a room for eating, but for consuming, a vast, circular chamber where the air tasted of ozone and old paper and the metallic tang of unspoken threats, and in the center of this strange, sterile feast sat Elias Thorne, a man whose uniform was pressed to a sharpness that seemed to cut the air around him, his hands resting on the...

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