The Golden Master
Chapter One Celeste LaFleur stood at the edge of the bayou, watching the water turn black under the weight of the afternoon heat, and knew that the distance between here and the archive was a debt she could not pay with coins, only with the pieces of herself she had left behind. She had left the coastal village three days prior, taking the canal boat inland, her hands gripping the gunwale until...
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