The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The letter lay on the table, the ink still wet and bleeding into the grain of the wood. Elias stared at the smudge, a dark star that had swallowed the word *dear*. He picked up the pen, his hand a cage of tremors that shook the steel tip against the paper. The kitchen was cold, the air thick with the scent of beeswax and old dust. On the counter sat the jar, the golden master, its contents...

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