The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The smell of the tannery was always the same, a thick, cloying perfume of iron and rot that seemed to settle into the very pores of Aldous Vane’s skin, a scent he had worn for forty years like a second, invisible coat that he could never quite scrub away no matter how often he washed his hands with lye until the raw red flesh peeled back from his knuckles. He stood by the great oak door,...

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