The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The leaden rain drummed against the warped glass of the high ceiling, a rhythmic, insistent tapping that mirrored the pounding in Elias Thorne’s temples as he stood in the center of the abandoned textile factory, holding the small, iridescent beetle in his cupped, trembling hands, its carapace shimmering with a gold that seemed to burn through the gloom of the damp, rotting world surrounding...

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