The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The hammer blow that shattered the glass of the front window was not a sound but a violence, a sudden, jagged intrusion of winter air and gravel that cut through the sterile, ticking silence of your workshop. You stood frozen, your hands still stained with the oil of the escapement, watching as the shards fell like frozen rain onto the Persian rug, and in that fractured moment, you saw the...

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