The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The train did not stop, it simply ceased to exist, sliding out of the iron fog into a landscape that smelled of ozone and wet ash, leaving us standing on a platform that stretched into a void where the tracks had been swallowed by a sea of black glass. I checked my watch, a mechanical thing with a cracked face that no longer told the time but counted down to some invisible zero, and I looked at...

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