The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

He woke with the taste of iron in his mouth. The dream was gone. Only the cold remained. The cell stone bit into his shoulder. He was Edward Ashworth. He was no one. The light was a thin gray slit. It did not warm. It only showed. It showed the grime. It showed the damp. It showed the chain at his ankle. He flexed his foot. The metal clinked. A small sound. A dead sound. Outside, the city...

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