The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The ink on the form was still wet, a dark smear against the pale, cheap paper, and you held the pen with a grip that turned your knuckles the color of old bone, waiting for the cold to set the words in place. You were Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, a border constable with twenty years of service to his name, and the document in your hand was the final signature required to secure your...

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