The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The rain did not fall so much as it descended, a cold and relentless curtain that blurred the boundary between the earth and the sky, washing the cobblestones of the village square into a slick, obsidian mirror that reflected the towering, brooding silhouette of the Keep. Sir Julian Thorne stood at the edge of the wet pavement, his breath visible in the freezing air, his eyes fixed not on the...

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