The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, gray weeping that turned the cobblestones of the lower district into a slick, treacherous mirror reflecting the soot-blackened facades of the wool merchants’ row, and it was in this damp, oppressive twilight that Elias Thorne, a man whose hands were permanently stained with the indigo dye of his trade, stood before the heavy oak door of the...

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