The Golden Circuit

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Chapter One Andres Gallardo’s hands shook as he held the quill, the ink pooling on the parchment like a dark, spreading bruise. It was the feast day of Saint Isidore, and the air in the scriptorium smelled of beeswax and old dust. His mother, Elena, stood before him, her fingers twisting the golden circlet around her neck, the metal cold and heavy against her skin. She demanded he sign the deed...

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