The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The letter lay on the kitchen table, its edges frayed and soft as cloth, the ink faded to a ghostly blue that seemed to recede every time Thomas stared too long, a physical manifestation of the distance growing between him and the memory of the man who had written it. It was a Tuesday, or perhaps a Wednesday, time had become a fluid, unreliable thing in the cottage since the diagnosis, bleeding...

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