The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The bread was dry. I bit into it. Crust. Hard. Like stone. My teeth ached. I chewed. Swallowed. Throat closed. My father, Silas, watched me eat. He sat by the fire. Ashes. Grey. Cold. He did not speak. His eyes were dark. Deep pits. He held the loaf in his lap. The loaf was white. Soft. Alive. "More?" he asked. His voice was low. Rough. Like gravel under a boot. I shook my head. I was full. Or...

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