The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The hammer fell with a sound like a cracking bone, a sharp, wet violence that echoed through the hollow of my chest even as the wood splintered, sending shards of oak flying into the dim, amber light of the workshop where the air hung thick with the scent of sap and old blood. I stood there, my hand still raised, the heavy iron head of the tool trembling in my grip, staring at the ruin of the...

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