The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

In the trembling palm of Elias Thorne sat a single, jagged shard of amber glass, sharp enough to draw blood from the callus of his thumb, a fragment of the only vial he had ever held that contained the Amber Elixir, now reduced to nothing but brittle, useless debris. The fog of Oakhaven had swallowed the village whole, erasing the cobblestones and the thatched roofs until the world was nothing...

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