The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The letter lay on the table, the ink still wet, smelling of iron and rot. It was from the Guild of Masons in Oren, a formal notice of censure that I had expected but which still felt like a physical blow to the chest, a tightening of the lungs that I had learned to ignore for the sake of my work. I signed it with a steady hand, despite the tremor in my fingers, and sealed it with wax that...

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