The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

I woke up with the smell of wet clay and iron filings stuck in my throat, a taste so thick it felt like swallowing a handful of river silt, and for a long moment I didn’t know if I was lying on the cold tile floor of the kiln room or if I was still suspended in that endless, churning dream where the furnace breathes in and out like a living beast, its belly glowing with a light that isn’t quite...

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