The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The mud sucked at the soles of his boots with a wet, heavy groan, a sound that echoed in the hollow of Elias’s chest as he pressed his shoulder against the splintered oak door of the watchtower, his muscles screaming in a language older than words. Inside, the air was thick with the smell of damp wool, old blood, and the acrid bite of tallow candles that had burned down to nubs, their light...

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