The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The rain has not stopped for three days, turning the red clay of the borderlands into a slick, sucking mire that drags at your boots and soaks through the wool of your constable’s tunic, a garment that once signified order but now feels only like a shroud. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, and you have served this district for twenty years, a tenure that should have earned you the gold...

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