The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The train hissed into the station of Oakhaven, a long, mournful exhalation that seemed to shudder through the bones of the iron tracks and into the waiting mud of the platform. Arthur Penhaligon stepped down, his boots crunching against the gravel, the sound sharp and final in the damp evening air. He carried only a leather satchel, worn thin at the corners, and a brass compass that had...

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