The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The gate of the detention center groaned open, a sound like a dying lung, and Elias Thorne stepped through with the frantic, heavy gait of a man carrying a weight he could not set down. He was forty-five, though the premature grey in his beard and the deep lines carved around his mouth made him look older, a man eroded by the same wind that swept the dusty courtyard. In his left hand, he...

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