The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The letter lay on the table, the ink still wet in places, the paper soft from the damp. It was a notice of suspension, three days, effective immediately. I read it twice, the words blurring into a grey smear against the grain of the wood. My hands were shaking, not from cold, but from the vibration that had settled into my bones since I first touched the new drill. My name is Thomas. I am...

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