The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

"The seal is broken, Barlow. You cannot go in." I stood in the mud, the lantern with horn panes swinging from my hand, its light a sickly yellow against the grey. It was midnight in Aethelgard, the mist rolling off the moors like a tide that never receded. My heart hammered against my ribs, a trapped bird striking its cage, a rhythm that had nothing to do with the cold. I had walked...

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