The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The stone tower of Aethelgard did not stand so much as it clung to the cliff face, a jagged tooth of granite biting into the perpetual mist that rolled off the Weeping Realm below. Elias Thorne sat in the center of his circular study, the air thick with the scent of drying ink and the faint, metallic tang of old blood, his eyes fixed on the parchment that unrolled across the floor like a skin....

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