The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The wind howled through the pines, a low, mournful thrum that vibrated in the bones of Captain Elias Thorne. He sat on the edge of the crumbling stone wall, his uniform tattered, his hands wrapped around a mug of cold tea that had long since lost its warmth. Across from him, the ground was empty save for the ghostly imprint of where a horse had once stood. But Elias was not looking at the...

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