The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The sword is in your hand, but it feels like a lead weight, cold and dead against your palm. You are not a knight. You are not a hero. You are a man standing in a room that does not exist, watching the shadows peel themselves off the walls. The air is thick, smelling of old stone and ozone, a scent that tastes like copper on the tongue. You do not know how you got here. You only know that you...

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