The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

You drive the car down the long, gravel drive of the estate, the tires crunching against the dry earth like the breaking of old bones. The air is thick with the scent of decaying leaves and woodsmoke, a heavy, cloying perfume that settles in your lungs. It is late autumn in the Yorkshire Dales, and the light dies early, leaving the world in a state of perpetual twilight. You are going to see...

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