The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The dream began with the sound of cracking ice. Elara lay in the narrow bed, her breath shallow. The walls of the room were damp. Water seeped through the plaster like sweat. Outside, the city of Oakhaven slept under a shroud of grey mist. It was an old city. Stone streets. Narrow alleys. The air tasted of coal smoke and wet wool. Elara turned her head. Her left shoulder burned. It was a deep,...

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