The Golden Downtown

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The dream began not with light, but with the suffocating, metallic taste of blood on a tongue that had not yet learned to speak, and in this pre-dawn silence, where the cobblestones of Millhaven were slick with a mist that smelled of rotting lilies and old iron, Elias Thorne stood in the center of the square, his hands bound not by rope but by the invisible, heavy chains of a duty he had sworn...

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