The Golden Visit
The silence in the study had become a physical substance, a thick, viscous medium that Arthur Vane felt pressing against his eardrums and constricting his throat as he sat before the desk, his quill trembling in a hand that no longer felt entirely his own. He was a scholar of obscure antiquities, a man who had spent twenty years decoding the dead, and yet he could not decipher the three-day...
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