The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The canary sang a high, thin note that pierced the dust motes dancing in the slanted afternoon light. Elias Thorne held the cage with a hand that no longer obeyed his commands, the knuckles swollen, the skin paper-thin over bone. He was forty-two, a number that felt like a lie in the mirror, yet here he sat in the shadow of the Imperial Palace, an archivist whose hands trembled so violently he...

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