The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The fire did not begin with a spark, but with a scream of tearing wood, a sound that split the night air like the ribcage of a dying whale, and by the time Aldous Vane stepped out of the cellar, the roof of the workshop was already a canopy of roaring orange, turning the darkness into a blinding, liquid gold. He stood on the cobblestones, his hands still stained with the black grease of the...

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