The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The rot had reached the second knuckle when you counted the hours. Seven days since the first black vein appeared on the wrist. Seven days of lying to Silas, of telling him the ache was just arthritis from the damp cellar where you’d kept the Mayor’s seized goods. The skin was paper-thin, translucent as onion, revealing the dark, wet meat beneath. You wrapped it in bandages stolen from the...

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