The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The coughing fit seized Elias Thorne not as a tremor but as a violent rupture, tearing through his chest until he spat a thick, rust-colored froth onto the parquet floor of the foyer. He wiped his mouth with the back of a trembling hand, the motion clumsy and foreign to the precise architect who had once drafted the blueprints for half of modern London before his exile to the Scottish...

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