The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

"Fix it," said the Director. I looked at the door. It was oak. Old oak. It had been here since the foundation stone was laid. The varnish was peeling in long, dry strips. Like skin. "Sir?" I asked. "It’s the entrance to the Council Chamber. It looks dead. Fix it." I nodded. I am a junior archivist. I do not fix things. I file things. I sort paper. I dust the shelves in the basement. But the...

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