The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The house was a mouth that would not close. Silas stood in the center of the drawing room, the air thick with the scent of old paper and damp wool. He was a small man, precise in his movements, his glasses sliding down his nose as he adjusted the frame. He was a scholar of linguistics, a man who believed that words were the only honest currency left in a world of lies. His sister, Elara, sat on...

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