The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The rain had not ceased for three days, a relentless, gray sheet that turned the cobblestones of the village square into a slick, reflective mirror of the weeping willows and the low, brooding eaves of the watchtower, where Silas stood, his back rigid as a plank of seasoned oak, his hands clasped behind him in a posture that had become less a habit of discipline and more a structural necessity...

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