The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

Thorne. The name was not shouted, but it hung in the air of the station master’s office, heavy and final, as if the air itself had been compressed by the weight of the dismissal. Elias Thorne stood before the desk, his tunic buttoned to the throat, the wool stiff with the damp of the November morning. He did not look at the station master, but at the linoleum floor, where a smear of grease...

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