The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The jacket hung on the back of the chair, its wool heavy with the dust of a life I had tried to leave behind. I sat on the edge of the bed, the springs creaking under my weight, and stared at the brass insignia that had once signified authority. It was a quiet room, the kind of silence that presses against the eardrums, but my mind was loud with the echo of the directive that had broken me. I...

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