The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

In the border town of Caltanissetta, where the air tasted of wet clay and impending hunger, Luigi Lancia woke with the phantom sensation of ink drying on his fingers. He sat up in the narrow bed of his room above the courier station, the smell of mildew and old paper seeping through the floorboards, and realized that the dream of the bleeding script had followed him again. The harvest had...

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