The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The champagne in the crystal flutes at the Imperial Survey Corps’ banquet hall in London was not cold, but it was expensive, and Elias Thorne held his glass with a precision that belied the trembling of his hands as he watched Senior Officer Halloway raise a toast to the completion of the Northern Grid. The room was a cathedral of mahogany and gaslight, filled with men who smelled of tobacco...

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