The Golden Echoes

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2026-08-19 02:34:09 -

The Golden Echoes

The feast was held in the great hall of the old stone manor, a place that smelled of damp moss and centuries of quiet dust. You sat at the long oak table, your armor polished to a mirror sheen that reflected the flickering candlelight, but your hands trembled slightly as you reached for the silver goblet. The air was thick with the scent of roasted lamb, rosemary, and the heavy, cloying perfume...

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