The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, gray curtain that turned the gravel road into a slurry of mud and regret, and I kept telling myself that I was simply walking because I had nowhere else to go, that the blister on my left heel was just a minor inconvenience, a small price to pay for the freedom of being unchained, yet the more I walked, the heavier the air became, thick...

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