The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The cellar was not a room, but a mouth that had forgotten how to speak, and it smelled of damp earth, rotting apples, and the metallic tang of old blood. Elara stood at the bottom of the spiral staircase, her hands trembling as she held the iron key, its teeth worn smooth by generations of fingers that had turned it with the same desperate, circular motion. Above her, the city of Aethelgard...

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