The Golden Circuit

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Act I Radmila Hovhannisyan’s hands were slick with the cold iron of the gate latch, the metal biting into her palms as she forced the heavy oak door of the granary open against the wind. The hinges screamed, a sound that matched the hollow ache in her stomach, and she stepped inside into the darkness that smelled of damp straw and rot. She was thirty-four, a border guard in the medieval...

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