The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The road was not merely a path of dirt and stone but a living thing that breathed against the soles of my boots, a rhythmic thumping that matched the slow, heavy pulse of a heart I had long since ceased to trust. I walked with the weight of centuries in my mind, for I was a scholar of the old ways, a keeper of texts that smelled of dust and decay, and I carried within me a knowledge that was...

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