The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The dampness in the cellar of the Thorne & Vane Textile Mill did not smell of rot, but of oil and old sweat, a pungent perfume that Elias Thorne had inhaled for twelve years. He stood before his loom, the rhythmic clatter of the shuttles a heartbeat he had long since synchronized with his own, until a sharp, white spike of pain drove through his left index finger. He froze, the shuttle...

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