The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The fire did not start with a spark, but with a scream, a sound so raw and human that it tore the afternoon apart before the first tongue of flame even licked the edge of Lord Vane’s table. I stood there, thirty years old, my hands trembling not from the heat but from the sudden, violent weight of the golden circlet in my fist, a piece of jewelry that had been my only true companion since the...

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