The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The rain fell in sheets of gray slate, blurring the horizon where the forest met the marshland. Elara walked with a heavy foot, her boots sinking into the mud that smelled of rot and old iron. She was a woman who had forgotten how to sleep, her mind a constant, churning engine of guilt and calculation. The village of Oakhaven lay behind her, a cluster of timber and stone that had judged her and...

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