The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The mist in the valley of Aethelgard did not rise so much as it exhaled, a slow, gray breath that tasted of wet stone and old iron, settling over the training grounds where the air itself felt heavy with the weight of unspoken oaths. Kaelen stood by the perimeter fence, his hands wrapped around a piece of rough-hewn oak, feeling the grain bite into his palms, while beyond the mist, the Great...

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