The Golden Circuit

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The brass key hangs from a chain around your neck, cold against the sternum. It is the only thing you own that is not borrowed, not leased, and not subject to the whims of the High Chancellor. You are Elias, thirty-two, a junior archivist in the Imperial Court, and you are tired of being invisible. The air in the repository is stale, smelling of dust and old varnish, but your eyes are sharp....

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