The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The gold was warm. Not the warmth of a coin held in a pocket, but the deep, feverish heat of a living thing, a heat that seeped into Elias Thorne’s calloused fingers and spread up his wrists like a slow poison. He held the chisel steady, though his hands shook with a tremor that had nothing to do with the cold of the workshop, and brought the tip down onto the surface of the reliquary. The...

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