The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

I woke with the taste of iron and old wool in my mouth, the dream still clinging to me like a wet shroud, heavy and cold, where I saw my own hands not as the pale, trembling things they had become in the grey light of the barracks but as the strong, bronze-gilt claws of the King’s own hounds, tearing at the fabric of a world that had no right to exist, and I knew then, with a certainty that...

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