The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The banquet hall of the Vane Municipal Hall smelled of roasted duck and wet wool, a cloying mixture that clung to the back of my throat as I watched Mayor Halloway raise his glass. I stood at the edge of the crowd, my fingers stained with the iridescent black residue of the Gilded Rot, the prize money for the textile competition hanging like a noose around the neck of my mother’s debt. She lay...

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