The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The axe head caught the morning light, a sliver of cold steel that seemed to drink the grey air of the gatehouse. Elias Thorne watched the Magistrate’s surveyor mark the bark with a red chalk line, a wound that would bleed sap and silence in equal measure. He did not speak, for his throat had been tight with coughs since the first frost, but his hands, rough as the hide of an ox, tightened on...

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