The Golden Downtown

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The mortar held four ounces of dried root, and Elias Thorne weighed them against the brass scale with a patience that had become indistinguishable from ritual. He was forty years old, and his hands, stained permanently yellow from the tinctures he prepared for the town of Oakhaven, trembled only when he thought of his brother. Outside, the mist lay heavy on the cobblestones, dampening the air...

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