The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The rain fell in sheets of gray iron, hammering the corrugated tin roof of the outpost until the air itself seemed to vibrate with a low, metallic hum. Sergeant Elias Thorne did not flinch. He stood at the center of the circular clearing, his boots sinking into the mud that had turned the battlefield into a swamp of black sludge. Around him, the mist was not merely weather; it was a living...

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