The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a gray curtain woven from the smoke of ten thousand forges and the sweat of ten thousand backs. In the city of Oakhaven, where the sky was the color of wet iron and the streets were slick with the grime of industry, Master Elias Thorne stood in the center of the Guild Hall, his back to the massive oak doors that had just slammed shut behind him. He was...

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