The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The gate was iron. It groaned under the weight of the morning. Thomas stood before it. He was a captain. His uniform was blue. The fabric was stiff. It smelled of sweat and old blood. He looked at the wall. The stones were grey. They were high. They touched the sky. The sky was white. It was empty. He waited. The gate did not open. A hand touched his shoulder. It was cold. He turned. It was...

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