The Golden Quest
The wind did not howl so much as it sanded, a granular abrasion that stripped the varnish from the world and reduced the landscape to a skeletal architecture of ash and bone, a condition that had settled over the Highlands of the North with the inevitability of a verdict long delayed but finally pronounced by a court of invisible judges who cared nothing for the pleas of the living. Captain...
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