The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The mud of Oakhaven does not merely wet the boot; it devours it, a thick, black slurry that pulls at the leather with a tenacity that feels less like soil and more like the grip of a drowning man, and you stand there in the year of our Lord 1342, your breath pluming in the bitter air, staring at the line you have drawn on the parchment, a line that should be straight, that should be the...

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