The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The letter was damp, the ink of the seal smeared into a black smear on the parchment. You read it twice, your thumb tracing the jagged signature of the magistrate, and then you folded it into your coat, where it sat against your ribs like a cold stone. It was a writ of passage, stamped with the royal crest, but the stamp was faded, barely visible beneath the grime of the road. You were Elias...

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