The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The rain in Harrow Creek did not fall so much as it hung, a grey, persistent mist that clung to the wool of your coat and seeped into the bones of the old station building where you had been waiting for three hours. You were not waiting for a train. You were waiting for the truth, though you knew, with the cold clarity of a man who has spent too long in a place he does not belong, that the...

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