The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The warden’s candle flickered. I held the iron. It was cold. Cold as the stone floor. Cold as the silence in the hall. We stood in a line. Me. Ward. And the girl. Her name was Elara. She was not a prisoner. Not yet. She was a witness. Or so they said. The walls were thick. Stone. Old. Built by men who believed in punishment. In order. In the right to rule. I looked at her. She looked at the...

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