The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The gas light hissed, a thin, reedy complaint that seemed to come from the wall itself, and Elias Thorne stood in the middle of the ruins, his hands still trembling from the cold, watching the orange glow eat the last of his inventory. It was not the wood or the thread that broke him, but the silence that followed the roar, a sudden, vacuum-like quiet where the clatter of his shop had lived for...

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