The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

You wake with the taste of coal dust in your mouth. It is a gray morning. The light through the window is thin and pale. You do not look at it. You look at your hands. They are shaking. You clench them. You release them. They shake again. You are in a room that is not yours. The walls are peeling. The floorboards creak under your weight. You are an exile here. You are a stranger in a city that...

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