The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The sky broke open at dawn. It was not thunder, but a tearing sound, like silk ripped across a table. Thomas stood on the ridge, his hands white-knuckled around the hilt of his sword. The blade was a thing of old steel, etched with runes that glowed faintly in the grey light. He held it tight. Too tight. The metal bit into his palm. Below, the valley was silent. The mist clung to the earth,...

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