The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The rain was not falling so much as it was being exhaled by the sky, a heavy, grey breath that pressed against the single, grime-streaked window of the interrogation room, turning the world outside into a smear of mud and indistinct shadow. Sergeant Elias Thorne sat on the metal chair, his back rigid against the cold steel, his hands folded on his knees with a stillness that belied the tremor...

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