The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The chainsaw idled, a low, angry thrum that vibrated through the soles of Elias’s boots. He counted the hours. Fourteen since the first branch snapped. Six since the sky turned the color of a bruise. The oak was dying, or so the reports said. Blight. Root rot. A slow suffocation by invasive ivy that had wrapped its green fingers around the bark for decades. Elias knew the tree. He had planted...

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