The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

You wake with the taste of copper and old stone in your mouth, the air thick with the scent of wet wool and burning tallow, and the first thing you understand, with a clarity that feels like a shard of glass sliding down your throat, is that you have been dreaming of the ledger again, and the numbers are no longer numbers but names, and the names are no longer names but the specific, heavy...

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