The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a suspended grey curtain that swallowed the moorland whole, erasing the horizon and leaving only the wet, churning black of the heather and the white, blind look of the mist. Thomas Ashworth walked with his head down, his boots finding the rhythm of the path by memory rather than sight, a rhythmic thud that sounded too loud in the silence, a hammer...

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