The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The hall smelled of beeswax and old iron. Candles guttered in silver sconces, casting long, trembling shadows against the tapestries. It was a feast for the Guild of Iron and Oak, a celebration of the city’s industrial might. The air was thick with the smoke of tobacco and the scent of roasted venison. Elias stood at the edge of the room. He wore a coat of dark wool, the fabric stiff with age....

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