The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The soup was too thin, Margaret thought, watching the steam rise from the tureen in a wisp that curled like a question mark before dissolving into the cold air of the dining hall. It was a pale, watery thing, barely holding the shape of the vegetables that had once been whole, reduced now to a mushy anonymity that spoke of neglect rather than nourishment. She sat at the long oak table, her...

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