The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The chalice sat in your palm, its gold cold and heavy as a lead weight, the tarnish darkening the rim where your sweat had pooled. You held it against the damp wool of your coat, feeling the vibration of the mist that swirled around your ankles, a living thing that breathed in the valley of Oren. It was nearly dawn, and the High Court waited on the ridge, a dark spire cutting the grey sky, but...

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