The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The rain in Blackwood fell not as water but as a fine, oily mist that settled into the pores of the skin and the crevices of the machinery, a persistent dampness that seemed to seep from the very cobblestones of the city in the year of our Lord 1912. Elias Thorne, twelve years old and already bearing the stooped shoulders of a man who has known too much sorrow, sat in the back of the workshop...

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