The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The bronze face of the founder stared out from the workshop table, its eyes dull and clouded by two centuries of neglect. You ran your thumb across the cheekbone, feeling the grit of grime that had settled into the pores of the metal. It was a fine motor task, simple enough for anyone, but your hand jerked sideways, a tiny, involuntary spasm that sent a bead of sweat falling from your temple to...

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