The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The letter arrived on a Tuesday, though Martin could not remember the month, nor the year, for time had begun to pool in the corners of the room like stagnant water. It was a thick, cream-colored envelope, heavy with the weight of paper that no longer seemed to be made from trees but from some fibrous, ghostly substance, and it lay on the kitchen table, untouched, glowing with a faint, pulsing...

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