The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The banquet hall of the Whitmore Estate did not smell of food. It smelled of wax, of old stone, and of the heavy, metallic tang of impending rain that was held at bay by the sheer weight of the architecture. It was the autumn of 1893, a time when the world was being hammered into shape by the steam and the steel of the new industrial age, yet within these walls, time seemed to have calcified...

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