The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The blood is hot. It is copper. It tastes of rust and old iron. You spit it into the dust. The floor is marble. White. Cold. The chandeliers swing. Glass rain. Shards. You are holding the vial. It is heavy. It is glass. It is filled with a liquid that glows. Amber. Gold. Like honey. Like sun. The man before you is large. He wears black. His face is a mask. He swings. You dodge. His fist hits...

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