The Golden Downtown

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The dream was always the same, a viscous and golden sludge that pressed against Elias Thorne’s eyelids until he could feel the weight of it settling into the marrow of his bones, and he woke with the taste of wax on his tongue and the smell of sulfur clinging to the sheets, his hands trembling as he reached for the pocket where the seal had been resting against his hip all night. He was thirty...

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