The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The air in the cell did not smell of rot, as Elias had always assumed it would in his nightmares, but of stale lavender and the sharp, metallic tang of old blood, a scent that clung to the damp stone walls and seemed to seep into the very marrow of his bones as he sat on the cold floor with his back pressed against the rough-hewn wall, his hands bound behind him with ropes that bit into his...

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