The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The air in the assay office tasted of sulfur and stale tea, a metallic tang that coated the back of Elias Thorne’s throat as he adjusted the magnifying loupe over the sample tray. The room was a cavern of brass and glass, suspended in the heart of the industrial district of Oakhaven, where the smoke from the smelters hung like a permanent, grey shroud over the Victorian rooftops. Elias was not...

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