The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The anvil rang out in the quiet of the workshop, a sharp, metallic cry that cut through the stale air of the town hall. Elias stood by the forge, his apron stiff with dried soot, his hands wrapped in leather straps that had worn thin against the knuckles. He was not a blacksmith by trade, but a clerk, a man of ledgers and ink stains, yet for the past three months, since the border skirmishes...

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