The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The bell tower stood at the edge of the city, a stone sentinel against the gray sky. It was not a place for men. It was a place for silence, and for the heavy, rhythmic tolling of time. Elara had come to work there. She was not a bell ringer. She was a clerk. She sat in a small room at the base of the tower, surrounded by ledgers and dust. The air smelled of old paper and damp stone. Outside,...

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