The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The dream was not a dream but a recalcitrant, sticky substance that clung to the inside of Elias Thorne’s eyelids, a thick amber syrup that smelled of burnt sugar and old paper, and in the middle of it stood his father, not the man who had died in the hospice three weeks prior with his breath rattling like loose change in a tin can, but a younger version of him, a version who still possessed...

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