The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The smoke tasted of copper and old ash, a metallic tang that coated the back of Sergeant Elias Thorne’s throat as he pressed his back against the cold, damp stone of the cellar wall, his breath coming in shallow, ragged sips that seemed to tear at the lining of his lungs. He was forty-two years old, a number that felt like a heavy stone in his stomach, and his knees, which had once been iron...

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