The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The castle sat upon the hill like a broken tooth. Elara left before dawn. She carried nothing but a satchel of dry bread and a cloak of grey wool. The air was sharp with frost. It bit into her lungs. She walked away from the hearth. She walked away from the silence. The village of Oakhaven slept below. Smoke curled from the chimneys. It was thin and grey. The roads were muddy. Elara’s boots...

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