The Golden Downtown

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The parchment lay on the oak table, its edges yellowing like the skin of a bruised apple, and I read the summons from the Royal Artificers’ Guild for the third time, my finger tracing the wax seal that had cracked under the pressure of my thumb. It was a simple list of violations, dry and brittle as winter twigs, demanding the immediate correction of the Great Rose Window’s geometry by the...

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