The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The rain had been falling for three days, a cold, relentless sheet that turned the cobblestones of the Keep into slick, black mirrors reflecting the grey sky above. Sir Thomas Bradshaw stood at the threshold of the Great Hall, his hand resting on the pommel of his sword, feeling the weight of it not as a burden of violence, but as an anchor to a world that was rapidly dissolving around him. He...

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