The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The dream was a cathedral of glass. It stood in a void. No sky. No earth. Only the structure. It rose in spirals, defying gravity, defying logic. The panes were not clear. They were gold. A thick, molten amber that hummed with a low, subsonic frequency. It vibrated in the teeth. It vibrated in the marrow. Elias Vance stood at the threshold. He was young. He was bright. He was a scholar of the...

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