The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The rain had turned the cobbles of the High Street into a mirror of black slate, reflecting the grim stone of the Magistrate’s tower as Elias Thorne stood before the heavy oak doors. He was a man of thirty-two, his face a map of scars earned in the border wars, and he wore the dented iron of the City Guard with a dignity that belied the desperation in his chest. Inside, the Magistrate sat...

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