The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The chisel hits the brass. It rings, a thin, high note that snaps against the damp walls of the cellar and vibrates in your molars. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-two years old, and you are trying to kill a compass. It sits on the stone floor, a heavy, golden thing, the only bright object in this windowless tomb. Your hands shake, not from cold, but from the sheer, desperate weight of the act....

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