The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The letter lay upon the cold stone of the high table, its ink still wet, glistening like a fresh wound in the pale light of the tower room. Elias sat before it, his small hands folded tightly in his lap, the fabric of his velvet tunic worn thin at the elbows. He was twelve years old, though in the Hall of Whispers, where the air tasted of ozone and old dust, he felt ancient, as if the years had...

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