The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The fist hit. It was a dull thud. Wet. Heavy. Elias fell back. The cobblestones bit into his spine. Cold. Sharp. He tasted blood. Copper. Rust. "Stay down, you rat," the voice said. Rough. Angry. Elias did not stay down. He rose. Slowly. His knees shook. His body screamed. Old bones. Old joints. They protested every movement. The pain was a white fog. It wrapped around him. It smothered...

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