The Golden Downtown

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The gold leaf on your wedding ring is peeling, flaking away in dry, brittle curls as you press it against the rough bark of the oak tree. It is a small, metallic wound in the skin of the wood, a secret kept between you and the dying tree. You are walking, or perhaps running, though the distinction has blurred in the relentless, gray expanse of the moor. The wind does not blow here; it howls, a...

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