The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The mist in Oakhaven did not rise so much as it condensed, a thick, grey wool that pressed against the windows of the Guild Hall and choked the cobblestones of the square. Sergeant Elias Thorne stood at the center of the assembly, his spine rigid as the iron bar of his baton, watching the sick children of the village line up in the cold. He was thirty years old, a man carved from duty and...

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