The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

Elias, you will cease this digging at once. The Abbot’s voice did not echo in the cellar, for there was no echo in the damp, stone-walled crypt beneath the Abbey of St. Jude, only the wet, gritty smell of rot and the cold sweat that pricked Elias’s neck as he looked up from the mortar. He wiped his hands on his rough wool tunic, the fabric already stiff with three days of labor, and stood to...

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