The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The banquet hall of the Obsidian Court was a cathedral of cold light, where chandeliers of black crystal wept tears of amber resin into the silence. It was a place where time did not march forward but pooled, stagnant and deep, like water in a stagnant well. Elias Thorne sat at the edge of the long table, his fingers tracing the rim of a silver goblet, feeling the chill seep into his skin. He...

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