The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

Margaret woke with the taste of iron in her mouth. The room was dark. The window was open. A draft slipped through the gap, cold and sharp, carrying the scent of wet stone. She sat up. Her heart hammered against her ribs. She looked at her hands. They were shaking. "Are you awake?" The voice came from the doorway. It was her father. Thomas stood there. He wore his nightshirt. It was white. It...

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