The Golden Visit
The off-season wind scoured the quarry lakes, carrying the metallic taste of rust and diesel that hung heavy over the island’s abandoned trailer park. Katerina Doukas, twelve years old and sharp-eyed, moved through the shadows of the staff showers at the municipal hospital, her fingers brushing the cold linoleum where the drains gurgled with the night’s waste. She was hunting the Gilded Mask,...
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