The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

Elias held the glass vial, its weight a cold pebble in his sweating palm. The liquid inside was clear, but it seemed to hum with a frequency that made his teeth ache. He looked at Clara, who stood by the kitchen island, her back to him, arranging apples in a bowl with the mechanical precision of a woman who had long since stopped expecting him to notice. She was wearing the green dress he had...

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