The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The ledger in the center of the workbench held the count: four hundred and twelve stitches in the border, three in the body, one fraying at the hem. Elara counted them aloud, her voice a dry rasp in the silence of the workshop, a sound that seemed to absorb the fog pressing against the high, arched windows. She was forty-two years old, and her hands, usually steady enough to thread a needle in...

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