The Golden Downtown

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The golden light of the harvest feast did not feel like warmth to you, Elias, but like a weight pressing against your temples, a physical pressure that made your vision blur at the edges. You stood in the center of the mill yard, twelve years old and trembling, while the townspeople clapped and sang their hymns of gratitude, their faces flushed with cider and the smugness of a season well kept....

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