The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed against the slate roof of the station, a relentless, hollow percussion that sounded like the tapping of a hundred small hammers. Elias Thorne stood by the window. His hands were still. They were always still. He wore his uniform, the wool damp and heavy, clinging to his shoulders like a shroud. He did not look at the water. He looked at the...

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