The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

Thorne, you are late for the world. The voice came from the rear of the carriage, low and gravelly, belonging to a man who had not looked at Elias in the three hours since they had departed the station in Bristol. Elias did not turn. He was watching the window, where the rain blurred the passing hedgerows into a smear of grey and brown, and he was trying to remember if he had packed the...

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