The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

"The ring is gone." Mara stared at the hollow space on her finger. The skin there was pale. It was a ghost limb. She had been wearing it for forty years. It was heavy. It was gold. It was the only thing that held her together. Now, it was dust. Or perhaps it was just her mind. The room was spinning. The air tasted of copper and old paper. She was in the library. This was not her home. Not...

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