The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The rain did not fall so much as it insisted, a cold, persistent mist that seeped through the wool of Elias Thorne’s overcoat and settled into the marrow of his bones. He stood in the center of the atrium of the Department of Civic Integrity, a space designed to inspire trust through its sterile, white marble surfaces and the low hum of climate control that never quite matched the temperature...

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