The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The rain in Oakhaven did not wash the town clean; it merely slicked the grime, making the ironworks shine like wet wounds in the grey dawn. Sergeant Elias Thorne stood before the mint, his collar up against the chill, his eyes fixed on the door that had not opened in three months. He was thirty-four, a man carved from the same soot-stained granite as the factory chimneys, and he had been...

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