The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The letter lay on the stone table, the ink still wet, smelling of iron and stale wine. Elias read it twice, his fingers trembling slightly as they traced the Abbot’s cramped, angular script. It was a simple directive: he was to copy the winter ledger, a task requiring total silence, and he was strictly forbidden from entering the cellar. Elias folded the paper, tucking it into the pocket of his...

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