The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The coat was brown. It had been brown for ten years, then for twenty, until the color bled out into the gray of the world. Sergeant Elias Thorne wore it like a second skin. The wool was thin at the elbows. The buttons were gone, replaced by loops of wire. He did not notice the holes. He did not notice the wind. He only felt the weight of the thing against his chest, a heavy, warm shield that...

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