The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The air in Aethelgard tastes of iron and old dust. You are Elias, a scribe of forty-two years, and your heart is a failing drum. The city floats above the cloud layer, a labyrinth of stone and light that hums with the memories of the dead. You want the Golden Spire. It is said to grant one final wish before the sun sets. Your master, the blind Archivist, watches you pack your satchel. He does...

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