The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

Silas. The name was spat out by the militia captain, a wet, gravelly sound that cut through the thin air of the highland outpost. Silas stood in the center of the muddy yard, his hands trembling not from cold but from the violent, humming vibration of the object in his left pocket. It was a compass, or what had been a compass before the fall. The golden casing was cracked down the middle, the...

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