The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The heat woke him again. It was not a metaphorical heat, nor the residual warmth of a fever, but a physical pressure against his skin, like standing too close to a furnace grate. Elias Thorne sat up in the dark of his small office, the wood of the chair creaking under his shift. The dream was the same as it had been for three years: a field of gold, not wheat, but something metallic and...

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