The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The air in the counting room tasted of dust and old paper, a dry, papery sweetness that coated the back of Elias Thorne’s throat. He sat at the heavy oak desk, his hands folded over a ledger that was open but unread, his eyes fixed on the brass lock of the drawer beneath his palms. The lock was worn, the brass darkened to a blackish brown by decades of oils and the friction of fingers that no...

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