The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The rain in the borderlands does not fall; it hangs, a grey curtain that smells of wet wool and old stone, and I have walked for three days through this dampness with the ache in my shoulder blades telling me that my body is already failing, even as my mind races to document the anomaly. I am Thomas Ashworth, inquisitor of the Second Order, and I have come to the isolated monastery of Saint...

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