The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The rain fell in long, silver threads against the stained glass of the Cathedral of St. Jude. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of wet wool and old stone. Elias Thorne stood by the heavy oak door, his hand resting on the iron latch. He did not look back. He had promised to come. He had promised to leave. The promise was a chain, and he was the link that would break. Elias was a scribe. A...

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