The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

"Put the lamp down, Elias. You are going to blind yourself." Sarah’s voice was thin, stretched over the hum of the ventilation shafts that kept the Blackwood Asylum’s third floor at a perpetual, sterile sixty-eight degrees. I did not look up. My fingers, wrapped in cotton gloves that had long since turned grey with the residue of my work, were tracing the hairline fracture on the rim of the...

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