The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The noise in the town hall is a living thing, a thrumming, wet mass of voices that presses against your eardrums like deep water, and you stand there in the center of the room, wearing the coat, the heavy, woolen coat that has been your skin for the last three days, feeling the weight of it settle into your bones, a cold anchor that pulls you down into the floorboards while the world above...

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