The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The gavel struck the oak table, a sharp, wooden crack that echoed through the high vaulted ceiling of the City Council chamber. Elias Thorne stood at the center of the room, his spine rigid, his eyes fixed on the Magistrate. He was forty-five, a man carved from the same granite as the buildings outside, yet his voice trembled as he spoke. He wanted his brother. He wanted Julian. The demand was...

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