The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, grey curtain that turned the cobblestones of Harrowgate into a slick, mirror-like surface reflecting the soot-stained brickwork of the textile mills that dominated the northern horizon. Elias Thorne stood in the doorway of the boarding house on Sallow Street, his hand resting lightly on the frame, feeling the dampness seep through the wool...

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