The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The coughing fit came on like a knife twist, sharp and sudden, doubling me over against the damp brick of the alley wall. I tasted copper and old blood. My lungs were filling with a fluid that felt like cold lead, a natural decay that the city’s indifferent machinery ignored. I am Silas, thirty-two years old, a watchman for the district of the Old Quarter. I have served for twelve years. The...

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