The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The sound began not as a voice, but as a wet, rhythmic dragging, a friction against the inner wall of Elias Thorne’s skull that no amount of discipline could silence. It was the third night in a row that the Weeping Stone, housed in the iron cage of the garrison armory, had sung to him, a low, mournful thrum that vibrated in his teeth and turned the air in his quarters into something thick and...

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