The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The fever had been with me for three days, a low, grinding heat that sat in the marrow of my bones and whispered of decay. I lay in the narrow cot of the infirmary, the air thick with the scent of boiled willow bark and stale sweat. The walls were stone, ancient and unyielding, sealing us in from the winter that raged beyond the heavy oak door. I was a prisoner here, not by iron bars, but by my...

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