The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

I The archive smelled of wet ash and old copper, a scent that settled in the back of the throat like a swallowed coin. Nadia Salem, twelve years old and thin as a reed, stood alone in the candlelit room, her fingers wrapped around the brass compass that hummed against her palm with a low, supernatural frequency. She wanted to decipher its final coordinate to save her brother, Kael, who was held...

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