The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The parchment was wet. Elias wiped the drop away with his thumb, the vellum slick and cold against the skin. Three weeks. The decree lay on the oak table, the wax seal broken, the ink still fresh. The *Liber Aureus*. The King’s commission. And beneath the weight of the document, the crushing certainty that his eyes were failing, that the gold leaf was already blurring into a smear of amber...

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