The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The feast was loud. It was too loud. The tallow candles guttered in the draft that crept under the heavy oak door, casting long, trembling shadows against the stone walls of the hall. You sat at the edge of the long table, your fingers wrapped around a cup of wine that had gone warm and flat. You did not drink. You watched. You always watched. Across the table, the Lord of the manor laughed, a...

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