The Golden Echoes
The gold signet ring weighed exactly four grams, a fact I had measured against the brass counterweights of the estate scale three days prior, yet in the fever dream it felt as heavy as a cannonball, crushing the bone of my thumb until the knuckle split and the gold bled into the white sheets. I woke with the taste of copper in my mouth, the air in the manor so thick with the scent of damp wool...
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