The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The blade hummed. It was a low, vibrating note, felt more in the teeth than heard by the ear. Elara did not look up. Her eyes were fixed on the center of the practice ring, a circle of worn earth within the stone courtyard. Dust motes danced in the shafts of pale afternoon light. They did not care about the rhythm of her strikes. She was a warrior of the house. This was a fact as solid as the...

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