The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The chisel in Elias Thorne’s hand was dull, a jagged piece of iron that had not been sharpened in three days, and the wood beneath his strike splintered with a sound like a dry bone breaking. He was forty-two, and his knuckles were swollen, the skin pulled tight over the joints, a map of the twenty years he had spent carving the battlements of Oakhaven into shape. He wanted to retire. The...

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