The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The rain in London did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a fine, persistent mist that clung to the wool of Captain Elias Thorne’s greatcoat and seeped into the marrow of his bones, turning the city into a blurred smear of grey stone and damp brick as he walked the long, hollow avenue toward the Ministry of Internal Affairs. He carried no weapon, for he had been stripped of his sidearm...

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