The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

You stand at the edge of the black mud, the waterline lapping at the hem of your tunic, the air thick with the metallic taste of impending rain and the faint, cloying scent of the rotting vegetation that chokes the riverbanks. It is the old world here, a place where the laws of men are written in stone and silence, and you have come to enforce them, not to understand them. Your hand rests on...

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