The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The dream comes first. You are in the vault, but the walls are made of glass, and outside, the ink is rising like a black tide. You are trying to write your name, but the letters are wet, heavy, and they sink into the parchment, dragging the skin of your fingers with them. You wake with the taste of iron in your mouth, the grey light of Oria’s dawn pressing against the window of the sealed...

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