The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The gold leaf was missing. Elias Thorne stood on the scaffolding, his boots slipping on the wet timber, and stared at the bare copper frame of the spire. The wind off the river smelled of wet stone and coal smoke, a thick, cloying scent that coated the back of his throat. He had mixed the mortar until his shoulders screamed, but the work was not done. The bank opened in three days. Mr. Vane’s...

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