The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended grey mist that clung to the stone walls of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, a place where the weight of history was measured not in years but in the thickness of the silence between two men. Sergeant Elias Thorne stood by the window, his hands clasped behind his back, watching the condensation bead and slide down the glass, each...

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