The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the clay outside into a thick, sucking mud that held the boots of the workmen deep in the earth. Inside the mill, the air was a different kind of wet, heavy with the steam of the vats and the sharp, metallic tang of the dye. Eleanor sat at her station, her hands submerged in the indigo solution, watching the bubbles rise and pop on the surface....

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