The Golden Echoes
The mud is cold. It sucks at your boots. You walk. The rain falls. It is heavy. It is wet. It is the rain of the Old World. You remember it. You hate it. You carry a bag. The bag is brown. The bag is old. Inside the bag is a thing. The thing is green. The thing is alive. It is a plant. It has roots. The roots are wet. The roots are tangled. You hold it tight. You do not look at it. You look at...
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