The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The stone archway stands at the end of the garden, a crumbling sentinel of gray limestone that has watched over the Whitmore estate for three centuries. You stand before it now, your hand resting on the rough, lichen-streaked surface, feeling the cold seep into your bones not from the autumn wind, but from the sudden, crushing weight of your own mortality. It is a sensation you have fought for...

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