The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The frost had not yet touched the ground in Harrowgate, but the air already tasted of iron and decay, a metallic tang that Elias Thorne, forty-two years old and the village’s sole apothecary, could not scrub from his tongue no matter how often he rinsed his mouth with cold water. He stood before the counter of his shop, the shelves behind him groaning under the weight of jars labeled with...

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