The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The rain had stopped, but the air in the hallway still held the damp chill of the street, a cold that settled into the bones. Elias stood by the door, watching the mud dry on the threshold, his fingers trembling slightly as he adjusted the strap of his satchel. He was a man of quiet habits and precise thoughts, a lecturer in history at a small university that clung to the hills of the Pacific...

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