The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The train hissed into the station of Vellum, a sound like a long, dying breath, and Elias Thorne stepped off the platform with his bag of tools slung over one shoulder, the leather handle worn smooth by decades of grip. The air here was thick, smelling of coal smoke and wet slate, a heaviness that settled in the lungs of the city of Ironwood, which clung to the side of a cliff that dropped into...

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