The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

You dream of the mark. It is a brand. A golden scar. It sits on your left forearm. It does not hurt. It hums. You wake with the smell of ash in your mouth. The air in the room is thick. You are in the keep. The stone is cold. You are the Captain. You hold the seal. Thomas is by the window. He is old. His hands shake. He looks at you. He knows. You know he knows. "You feel it," he says. It is...

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