The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The clock tower stood like a broken tooth against the grey sky. It was the only thing left of the old mill district. The rest had been leveled. Concrete dust hung in the air, settling on the cobblestones. It tasted of metal. Mara stood at the base. She was small. Her coat was too big. It had belonged to her father. He was gone now. The war had taken him. It had taken half the men in the town....

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