The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The velvet cloak hung heavy on the back of the oak chair, its crimson wool matted with the dust of the cellar and the sweat of the night’s labor. Margaret Ashworth did not look at it. She kept her eyes on the window, where the fog of the English countryside pressed against the glass like a pale, translucent skin, erasing the boundary between the manor house and the wild moor beyond. In the...

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