The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The frost comes first. Then the silence. Then the weight. You are a scholar of the old ways. You know the names of the stars before they die. You know the chemistry of decay. You hold the vial. It is small. It is golden. It is the last breath of the forest. The road is a scar. It cuts through the moor. The sky is the color of bruised iron. You walk. Your boots are heavy. The mud is thick. It...

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