The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The boy had three fingers on his left hand. He held the hand behind his back. Always behind his back. It was a secret kept in the shadow of his ribs. "Show me," said Elias. Elias was the man who ran the place. The place had no name. It had no doors. It simply was. The air smelled of wet wool and iron. "Go away," the boy said. His voice was small. A dry leaf in the wind. "I will not go away."...

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