The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the cobblestones of the lower town into a slick, grey mirror that reflected nothing but our own huddled silhouettes. I walked with a heavy gait, my boots sinking slightly into the mud that pooled at the edges of the street, the weight of my cloak pressing down on my shoulders like a physical manifestation of the guilt I carried. I was the...

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