The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

You wake with the taste of iron and old rain on your tongue, the air thick with the scent of wet stone and unwashed wool. You are in the city of Aethelgard, a place where the cobblestones have been worn smooth by centuries of anxious feet and where the fog does not lift until the bells of the high spire toll the hour. You are a scholar, a keeper of the city’s archives, a man who has spent his...

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