The Golden Downtown
The sky did not darken; it bleached. A sudden, violent incandescence swallowed the town of Oakhaven, a place that had existed for centuries in the comfortable, dusty amber of its own obscurity, until the light came down like a physical weight, a white hammer striking the roof of the world. It was not fire, not quite, but a heat that tasted of copper and old pennies on the tongue, a sensory...
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