The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

Kenji Shimizu remembered the light before the cold. It was the pale, slanting sun of a late frost, catching the dust in the scriptorium where he had sat for twenty years, his hands stained with ink that never fully washed out. Now, in the damp dark of his cell on thirty-one of Corvid Lane, the memory felt like a wound reopening. He was a scribe, a man of the word, but the Abbot had barred him...

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