The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The rain in Leeds did not fall so much as it hung, a persistent, grey curtain that blurred the edges of the world into a smear of industrial soot and wet stone. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the platform, his breath misting in the cold air, watching the steam from the locomotive curl and dissolve into the dampness. He was not waiting for a train to take him away; he was waiting for the one...

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