The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

In the dream, the gold was not metal but light, a liquid sun that pooled in the cracks of the city pavement. It seeped into the toes of his boots, warm and heavy, smelling of burnt sugar and old blood. He was running, not toward the light, but away from it, his lungs burning with the effort of escaping a purity that felt like an invasion. The city around him was a skeleton of glass and steel,...

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