The Golden Downtown

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The severed head of Julian lay in Elias’s hands, the blood congealing into a dark, viscous crust that stained the silk of his shirt. The weight of it was wrong, too heavy for a thing that had once laughed at his jokes, too cold for a body that had warmed his bed in the winter of their youth. Elias stood in the center of the throne room, the gilded walls reflecting his own hollow face back at...

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