The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

We had been waiting for the frost to take the last of the barley, and in the silence that followed the harvest, the air felt thin and brittle, like the skin of a paper lantern stretched too tight over a candle. I stood in the center of the barn, listening to the settling of the wood, a sound that had been my companion since I was a boy who could not yet read but could count the rings in a...

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