The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The rain in Oakhaven does not wash things clean; it only makes the soot stick tighter to the skin. You stand in the Magistrate’s office, the air thick with the smell of damp wool and old paper, holding the small velvet pouch that contains the reason your world has cracked open. Your son, Arthur, is in the holding cell down the street, accused of stealing the Golden Master, a relic the town...

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