The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The air in the archive room tasted of dust and old paper. Margaret stood by the desk. Her hands trembled. Not from cold. From fear. The scanner hummed. A low, electric drone. It filled the silence. She looked at the box. It was brown. Cardboard. Faded. Inside was the locket. She knew what it was. She had known for years. But now, she had to see it. The locket was gold. Dull gold. Tarnished by...

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