The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The train slowed as it approached the town of Kessel. The air outside the window tasted of wet slate and diesel. Elias watched the rows of identical houses slide past, their windows dark, their yards bare. He was a man who understood the architecture of decay. He had spent forty years studying the molecular breakdown of organic matter in isolated environments. He knew that everything,...

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