The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

Elias woke with the taste of copper and thyme in his mouth. The dream was always the same. A garden. Rows of herbs. He was picking rosemary. The leaves crumbled under his fingers. They turned to ash. He coughed. The ash filled his lungs. He woke gasping. The room was dark. The city hummed outside. A distant siren. It faded. He sat up. The sheets were cold. Margaret was already gone. Her side of...

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