The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The road was red clay. It bled under the wheels of the cart. Alistair sat at the front. He held the reins. His hands were white. They shook. In the back, a box. It was small. It was old. It was made of oak. The wood was black with age. The wood was black with use. The town of Harrowgate waited below. It was a place of stone. It was a place of smoke. The chimneys puffed. The smoke was grey. The...

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