The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The train whistle cut through the grey fog of the industrial district, a shrill, mechanical scream that vibrated in the teeth and settled deep in the marrow of the bones. I stood on the platform of the central dispatch terminal, watching the last of the night shift board the locomotive, their figures blurring into the steam and soot. It was not a moment of grand emotional parting, but a...

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