The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The roast pig crackles in the oven, a sharp, sizzling hiss that sounds like rain on a tin roof. You sit at the head of the long oak table, the wood cold under your palms, the grain worn smooth by decades of hands that are no longer there. The room is thick with smoke from the hearth and the smell of rosemary, but you cannot taste the food. You only feel the weight of the eyes on you. Your...

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