The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The chair at the head of the table is empty, and the dust on its surface has settled into a fine, gray powder that looks like ash. You are Elias, thirty-four years old, and you have spent twenty of those years in the shadow of the old mill, your life defined by the heavy, unyielding weight of a debt that was never yours to carry but was stamped into your flesh by your father’s silence. You want...

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