The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The iron taste of blood was thicker than the smoke, a coppery tang that coated the back of Eamon’s throat as he raised his shield. The city of Osgorath was not a place of peace, but a living beast of stone and mortar, its veins choked with the ash of a war that had no name and no end. Around him, the air vibrated with a low, thrumming hum, a sound that seemed to rise from the very cobblestones,...

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