The Golden Song
The ledger weighed three pounds, four ounces, and contained one hundred and twelve entries, each line a small, red-stamped denial of the life Elias Thorne had been promised. He stood in the corridor of the Oakhaven Garrison, the floorboards groaning under the weight of his boots, counting the seconds between the thumps of the distant factory hammers. Twenty-four years old, four years in...
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