The Golden Circuit
What does a man do when the ink in his veins turns to gold? Act I Tao Zhang woke with the taste of copper in his mouth, the fog already thick against the window of his small office at the railway junction. It was the year of the Dragon, 1896, though the date felt distant, a relic of a calendar that no longer held the land together. He was a scribe, a man of words, but his estate was failing,...
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