The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The iron gate had not been locked. That was the first thing I told myself, standing in the mud of the courtyard, rain slicking my hair against my forehead. It was simply open. A mistake. A carelessness on the part of the staff. I did not think of it as a key. I never thought of it as a key. I only thought of the cold. The cold that lived in the bones of the house and the cold that lived in my...

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