The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The storm did not break against the walls of the Hall of Iron Verdicts so much as it seeped into them, a slow, cold rot that had been gathering since the first frost of the autumn. I stood before the High Warden, my armor dented and dark with the grime of the mountain pass, the weight of the shield on my back feeling less like protection and more like the heavy, suffocating embrace of a coffin...

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