The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The train hissed into the siding, a long, dying exhalation of steam that tasted of rust and old coal. You stood on the platform, your fingers white-knuckled around the strap of your satchel, watching the mist curl around the iron feet of the carriage. The air in the Blackwood Basin was thick, a wet wool blanket that clung to your skin, carrying the scent of pine resin and the metallic tang of...

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