The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The fog in Oakhaven did not merely obscure the world; it inhabited it, a dense, viscous grey that pressed against the windowpanes of the constabulary office with the weight of wet wool. Elias Thorne sat at his desk, the wood worn smooth by decades of his own rigid posture, and stared at the ledger before him, the ink blots spreading like bruises on the page. He was forty years old, a man whose...

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