The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The bell rang. It did not ring to start the shift. It rang to end it. I stood in the corridor, my hands still smelling of the copper and lye from the cleaning trolley. The air was thick. It tasted of old blood and wet stone. We were deep in the Undercroft. The place below the manor house. The place where the rot lived. My name is Thomas. I am a servant. I have been a servant for forty years. I...

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