The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

Thorne. The name hung in the air, sharp and metallic, before it hit the back of my skull. I looked up from the ledger, my pen still hovering over the column of dates. Director Halloway stood in the doorway of the annex, his face a mask of bureaucratic fatigue, his tie knotted with the precision of a man who believed knots were a moral virtue. The air in here smelled of dust and old paper, a...

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