The Golden Song

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2026-08-18 12:44:34 -

The Golden Song

The wind has a taste here. It tastes of iron and old rain. You know this because you have walked for three days without stopping. Your boots are worn thin. The leather tears at the toe. You do not feel the cold anymore. You only feel the weight of what is in your satchel. It is heavy. It presses against your ribs with every step. You are walking away from the village. The trees are black...

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