The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The dream always began with the smell of ozone and wet wool, a scent that clung to the back of my throat like a secret I was too afraid to whisper. In the dream, I stood in the vast, glass-roofed atrium of the Whitmore-Pemberton Industrial Complex, a cathedral of steel and soot that dominated the skyline of the northern district. The year was 1904, or perhaps 1905; time had a way of stretching...

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