The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The bread was stale. It had been for three days. Elias held it in his hands. The crust was hard as stone. He broke a piece off. It crumbled into grey dust. He ate it. It tasted of nothing. He was hungry. The hunger was a cold knot in his stomach. It tightened when he spoke. It loosened when he lay down. It never went away. He sat by the window. The glass was dirty. Outside, the snow fell. It...

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