The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The ledger showed four hundred and twelve hours of labor, a debt that weighed on my shoulders like a sack of wet sand, each entry a stitch in a noose I was slowly tying around my own neck. I sat at the restoration table in the deep, fog-choked belly of the Guild, the air thick with the scent of dust and rotting paper, my fingers stained black with the ink of the Golden Master. It was a...

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