The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The soot in Harrowgate did not merely settle on the clothes; it infiltrated the pores, turning the skin of the workers a permanent, ashen grey that no amount of scrubbing could remove. Elias Thorne stood before the massive, gilded face of the mill’s master clock, his hands trembling not from the cold of the November morning, but from a sudden, creeping weakness that had begun to crawl up his...

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