The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The bone in my left knee had been singing since morning. It was not a pain, not exactly, but a low, resonant hum that traveled up the shaft of the femur and settled behind my eyes like a held breath. I pressed my thumb against the joint, feeling the grit of cartilage grinding against cartilage, and watched the dust motes dance in the single shaft of light that pierced the heavy velvet curtain...

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