The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The hall is full. You stand at the edge. The air is thick. It smells of wax. It smells of old stone. It smells of sweat. You wear your uniform. The wool is stiff. It bites your neck. You are a guard. You are the eye. You are the wall. The building breathes. It is not a house. It is a machine. It has rooms. It has halls. It has a heartbeat. You feel it in your feet. A low hum. A deep rumble....

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