The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

I woke with the taste of iron and old blood still clinging to the back of my throat, a metallic tang that seemed to have seeped through the very fabric of the dream and into the waking world, where the torchlight of the watchroom danced against the damp, stone walls like the frantic, unquiet spirits of the dead. It was the third night in a row that I had seen him, Sir Aldric, standing not with...

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