The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The sword was heavy. It was a thing of iron and bone, forged in a time when the city was young and the air tasted of copper. Kaelen held it with both hands, his knuckles white, his breath ragged in his throat. The pavement beneath him was slick with rain and something darker. It was not blood. It was oil. The slick, black residue of the city’s veins. He was a Warden. The title sat in his chest...

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