The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The bell rang at dawn. It was a dull, iron sound. It shook the dust from the rafters. Elias stood by the window. The glass was cold. His breath fogged the pane. He wiped it with his sleeve. Outside, the town slept. The cobblestones were wet. Mist clung to the river. It smelled of wet stone and old wood. He was a man of few words. His hands were thick. The knuckles were swollen. He had spent his...

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