The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The hammer bit into the oak stake with a dull, wet thud that seemed to stop the wind dead in the pines. I watched the splintered wood jut out of the frozen earth, a jagged tooth in the landscape, while the men around me held their breath, not from awe, but from the sudden, sharp silence that followed the strike. My hand ached, a deep, throbbing pain that radiated up the forearm, a physical...

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