The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The left hand hung limp. The fingers curled inward. They did not open. Elias stood in the center of the room. The walls were white. They were thin. Sound traveled through them. He heard the floorboards creak above. Someone was pacing. The sound was rhythmic. It was heavy. It was close. He looked at his hand. The skin was grey. The veins were dark. They pulsed. A slow, weak rhythm. It matched...

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