The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The letter lay on the workbench, its edges curling slightly in the dry heat of the October afternoon, the ink of the Guild Master’s signature still faintly wet where he had pressed it down with a heavy, deliberate hand. Elias Vane stared at the document, the paper thin and brittle as the old man’s voice had been that morning, the words accusing him of desertion before the ink had even dried. It...

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