The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The frost had killed the horse, a fact that sat in Elias Thorne’s stomach like a stone he could not swallow, and he stood in the yard of the rear guard camp, his hands gripping the pommel of his sword, watching the mist curl around the legs of the dead beast. He had ridden this mare since he was twelve, a patchy grey named Bess who had carried him through three campaigns and two winters, but...

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