The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The rain had not ceased for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that blurred the boundaries of the stone chapel and the world beyond it, turning the air into a thick, damp medium in which every breath felt like swallowing cold ash. I stood before the altar, my hands trembling not from the chill that seeped through the ancient masonry but from the terrible, heavy silence that hung between my...

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