The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The rain hits the pavement with the rhythmic, mechanical precision of a metronome counting down to zero. You are standing on the precipice of the edge, or perhaps you are already falling. It is difficult to tell where the asphalt ends and the void begins in this place that is not quite London, not quite any city you have ever known. The air tastes of ozone and wet iron. You are Sergeant Elias...

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