The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed against the slate roof of the estate, a relentless, gray rhythm that seemed to hollow out the stones themselves. I stood in the center of the library, holding a letter that smelled of wet ash and old paper. It was addressed to the Lord of the Manor, but the seal was broken. The wax had melted, leaving a black smear like a bruise on the white...

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