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- The golden angel
- 'At the very top of the tree is a golden angel, brandishing a long trumpet. The trumpet can be made to sound by a system of pumped air...'
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- 'They say it has my face.'
- The Princess smiled at my reaction. 'Oh, it is not a secret. No one can say one way or the other unless they climb the Silver Tree, and no one will climb the Silver Tree until the Empire has been dead for a thousand years. And the Empire will never die.' She smiled at me, eyes shining.
- Find the rest of the story at: http://silvertree.storynexus.com/
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