The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The feast was loud. It was a roar of silver and glass, a cacophony of laughter that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of your bones. You sat at the head of the table, a long expanse of white linen that stretched into the dark, misty distance. The air smelled of roasted pheasant and old, damp wool. Around you, the faces were blurred, shifting, like smoke caught in a draft. You could not remember...

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