The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The mist in the highlands does not merely obscure; it possesses a texture, a weight that presses against the skin like wet wool, and I have learned to read its density as one reads the barometer of a coming storm. I am Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, and for the last decade I have served as the sole warden of the Stone Gate, a monolithic arch of granite that stands at the edge of the village...

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