The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The ledger bled. Elias stood in the center of the study, the air thick with the scent of wet wool and old paper, and watched the gold ink seep from the spine of the ancestral book. It was a thick, viscous liquid, smelling of copper and burnt sugar, dripping onto the mahogany desk with a slow, rhythmic tick that matched the thudding in his own temples. He was twelve years old, thin as a reed,...

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