The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The boy is dead, Master, and they say he was a spy." I did not look up from the gold I was hammering thin, my mallet striking the metal with a rhythm that had kept me sane through the last three months of debt and dread. The sound was a dull, rhythmic thud, a heartbeat for a shop that no longer had one. "Let them say what they will," I said, my voice rough from disuse and the dust of the...

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