The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The rain has been hammering against the single, frosted pane of the observation cell’s window for three hours, a relentless, rhythmic drumming that seems to vibrate through the very bones of the concrete floor and up into your spine, a cold, wet pulse that you can feel throbbing in your teeth as you sit on the metal stool, your hands cuffed behind your back, the cold steel biting into the soft...

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