The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The rain on the tin roof of the watchtower was not a sound but a weight, a relentless, metallic drumming that seemed to vibrate through the soles of your boots and into the marrow of your bones. You stood by the narrow window, the glass fogged with the breath of the room, watching the grey expanse of the industrial valley below. It was a place where the air tasted of sulfur and old iron, where...

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