The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The feast was loud. It was a sound that pressed against the walls of the Great Hall, a low, thrumming vibration that I felt in my teeth. The air was thick with the smell of roasting lamb, stale beer, and the damp wool of a hundred guests. I sat at the far end of the long table. My brother, Thomas, sat at the head. He wore the velvet doublet. It was black. It was heavy. It looked like a shell...

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