The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The iron gate of the manor groaned in the wind, a sound that had become the only language spoken within the walls since the siege began, and Sir Aldric stood before the massive oak door, his hand resting on the hilt of a sword that felt as heavy as the years he had spent trying to understand the nature of loyalty, the wood of the door cold and damp against his palm, the grain of the wood...

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