The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The rain in the capital did not wash things clean; it only made the grime slicker, turning the cobblestones of the lower wards into a mirror for the filth of the city. Elias Thorne walked through it, his boots heavy with the mud of the streets he had sworn to protect, though the word protect felt increasingly like a lie he told himself to justify the beating of his heart. He was a man of the...

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