The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The wren arrived on a Tuesday, perching on the corner of Elias Thorne’s desk with a stillness that defied the drafty air of the border station. It was small, no larger than a sparrow, but its plumage was not the brown of field birds nor the grey of city pigeons; it was a molten, liquid gold that seemed to absorb the dim light of the office and radiate it back in a low, metallic hum. Elias did...

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