The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The bronze badge hung heavy on Elias Thorne’s chest, a cold weight against the damp wool of his tunic. It was a square of polished metal, stamped with the city’s crest, a lion devouring a serpent. Once, it had been bright. Now, the edges were worn smooth by years of friction against his belt, his collar, the rough hands of those he questioned. The metal was dark, tarnished by sweat and the salt...

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