The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The bread was stale, the cheese rind hard as a bone, and the wine in the clay amphora had turned to vinegar, yet they ate with a silence that felt heavy, as if the air inside the stone tower had grown thick enough to choke on. Thomas Bradshaw, a man whose hands were mapped with the white scars of old wounds and whose uniform bore the frayed insignia of the Northern Watch, sat at the head of the...

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