The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The interrogation room in Oakhaven smelled of damp wool and the metallic tang of old blood, a scent that Elias Thorne had come to associate with the specific, cloying sweetness of his own ambition. He sat across from Arthur Vane, the factory owner whose smile was as polished and hollow as the brass gears in the machinery below, and Elias felt the familiar, flippant heat of his tongue preparing...

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