The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The rain did not fall so much as it was pressed down from the sky, a cold, oily sheet that turned the industrial wasteland into a slick of black mud and rusted iron. You are thirty years old, Sergeant Elias Thorne, and you have carried this weight for seven years, a weight that is not just in your shoulders but in the marrow of your bones, a heaviness that has settled into the very architecture...

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