The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The ink was still wet on the parchment when the first crack appeared. It ran down the center of the seal, a thin, jagged vein of white splitting the black wax. I watched it form, holding my breath, as if the sound of my own lungs might shatter the rest. The letter had been sealed by my father, Lord Ashworth, just hours before he left for the continent, never to return. He had told me, with a...

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