The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The iron key hung around Wulfric’s neck, heavy as a stone against the damp wool of his tunic, a cold anchor in the swirling fog of the dungeon where the walls wept a perpetual, grey sorrow. He had worn it for thirty years, ever since the day he had betrayed the Abbot, not with a knife, but with a whisper, passing a secret to the King’s men that turned the sanctuary into a courtroom and the...

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