The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The ink is dry, but the stain remains. You see it there, in the corner of the ledger, a darkening blotch that looks less like a mistake and more like a wound that has never fully closed. You are in the scriptorium, the air thick with the smell of iron-gall ink and the dust of parchment, a sensory fog that has settled into your lungs over the last three years. Outside, the winter wind howls...

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