The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The dream was always the same, a loop of suffocating gold that Elias Thorne could not shake, no matter how hard he struck his chest against the pillow. He woke at three in the morning, sweat cooling on his skin, the taste of copper and old dust in his mouth. In the dream, his son Leo, dead for three years now, stood in a hallway of mirrors, wearing a collar of molten gold that burned so bright...

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