The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The name *Elias* hung in the damp air of the cellar, spoken not by a friend but by the silence that had taken root in the stones, a summons that felt less like a call and more like a verdict delivered by the earth itself. You sat on the cold flagstones, the only source of warmth the small, cracked wooden censer in your lap, its grain worn smooth by years of your own anxious handling, the wood...

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