The Golden Farce
What does a man owe a building that has already rotted? Farhad Zare stood in the rotunda of the Palace of Whispers, his hands trembling as he applied the final leaf of gold to the central dome. He wanted to complete the commission by dawn to secure his freedom from the Guild’s debt, but the air thickened with the uncanny presence of the Palace’s trapped spirit, which whispered his failures in...
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