The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

Your hands are shaking so badly you cannot keep the strap of the pack from sliding off your shoulder. The mist is thick here, a wet grey wool that presses against your face and chokes the air. You are Elias, a border warden, and you are thirty-four years old. You are climbing the highlands of 1892. The year is wrong for your life, but the cold is right. The cold is the only thing that has...

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