The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The sky tore open with a sound like tearing silk, and the rain fell upward. You stood in the mud of the King’s field, your boots sinking into the wet earth. The air tasted of copper and ozone. You were a Sergeant, or you had been, before the world shifted beneath your feet. Now you were just a man in a tattered uniform, holding a cloak that shimmered with a light that was not sunlight. "Look,"...

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