The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The banquet hall of the Oakhaven Municipal Building smelled of roasted pheasant and stale wax, a cloying mixture that clung to the back of your throat as you watched the town council deliberate over the fate of the bell tower. You were Elias Thorne, thirty-two, a senior archivist who had spent the last five years fighting for the restoration of this crumbling landmark, and the heavy oak table...

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