The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The gatehouse stood like a tooth pulled from the jaw of the hill, white stone bleached by centuries of wind and rain. Inside, the air was thick with the smell of damp wool and old iron. Seraphina did not look up from her ledger. She sat at the heavy oak desk, her quill scratching a rhythm that matched the beating of her own heart, a slow, dull thud against the silence of the night. She was the...

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