The Golden Song
The bell in the tower of St. Jude’s College did not ring. It shattered. The sound was not a sound at all, but a physical violence, a shattering of glass that exploded outward from the bronze throat of the instrument, raining down in a hiss of hot, metallic dust upon the cobblestones of the quadrangle below. Professor Elias Thorne stood in the center of the square, his hands raised as if to...
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