The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The mud is black and slick under your boots. It sucks at the leather with a wet, greedy sound. You are on your knees. The air tastes of copper and rain. Your left hand grips the hilt of your sword, but the steel is not in your hand. It is in the hand of the man who is breaking you. He is tall. He wears chainmail that rings like dry leaves in the wind. His face is hidden behind a helm, but you...

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