The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The ink is black. Your hands are shaking. You are running. The rain hammers the cobblestones of London’s Soho, turning the mud into a slurry that sucks at your boots. Behind you, the bells of St. Paul’s ring out a heavy, iron toll. It is not a warning. It is a countdown. You hold the book tight against your chest. It is leather-bound. Old. The cover is cracked. Inside, the pages whisper. You...

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