The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The fog had not lifted in three days. It clung to the stone walls of the keep, a damp, living thing that tasted of iron and old rain. I sat by the narrow window, my hand resting on the pommel of my sword, feeling the cold seep through the leather grip. Outside, the world was gone, replaced by this grey nothingness. Inside, the silence was heavy, pressing against my eardrums. My father, Lord...

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