The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The rain hits the cobblestones. It is cold. It is old. You stand in the archway. The stone is wet. Your hand is on the sword. The steel is warm. It is always warm. Who are you? You do not know. The name is gone. The face is a blur. Only the weight remains. The weight of the metal. The weight of the duty. You are a guard. You are a shield. The city sleeps behind the walls. The city breathes. You...

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