The Golden Suspect

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The Gilded Moth hovered above the mahogany desk, its wings translucent and trembling, a delicate map of veins that seemed to pulse with a faint, sickly light. You watched it settle, the fine hairs on its thorax catching the dust motes dancing in the shafts of afternoon sun that pierced the heavy velvet curtains of the Ministry of Records. It was a creature of terrible beauty, a spectral insect...

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