The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

"You are suspended, Dimitris." The Director’s voice was flat, a dry leaf skittering over stone. He did not look up from his ledger. The ink was still wet, black as the rain that had hammered the roof for seven days. Dimitris stood in the doorway of the top-floor office, the air thin and cold, smelling of damp wool and the metallic tang of the iron desert outside. He held a folder of documents,...

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