The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The scalpel trembled. Not from cold. From fear. Elias held the blade. It was a standard surgical instrument. Stainless steel. Cold to the touch. It reflected the sterile white light of the operating theater. His hands shook. He had been a master of his craft for thirty years. A surgeon. A healer. But today, the blade was a mirror. He looked at the patient. It was not a body. It was a machine. A...

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