The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The house breathed. That was the only way to describe the low, rhythmic shudder that traveled up through the floorboards of the east wing, a vibration that sat in the teeth and hummed in the hollows of the chest. I stood in the center of the parlor, my hard hat tilted back, watching the dust motes dance in the shafts of afternoon light. It was October, and the air outside was crisp, smelling of...

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