The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The rain in Ashworth does not wash things clean; it only makes the grime slicker, turning the cobblestones into a mirror of the city’s own decay. You stand in the queue at the Municipal Hall, your left hand clenched into a fist that has forgotten how to open, the scar tissue pulling tight against the cold damp air. You are Elias, thirty-two years old, a veteran of the City Guard, and you are...

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