The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The ice broke before the sun rose. It did not shatter with a sound. It simply ceased to hold. Elara stood on the edge of the float, her boots sinking into the slush. She was a woman made of thin air and old habits. She had crossed the border three times. Twice by train. Once by boat. Each time, the world changed its shape around her. This time, it was changing its state. She looked at the lake....

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