The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

In the dream, the light was not light but a substance, thick and amber as sap, pooling in the corners of the sterile, windowless room where Margot stood, her feet sinking slowly into a floor that had forgotten it was made of concrete, and she could feel the warmth of it spreading up her legs, a fever that was not of the blood but of the soul, a knowing that was too large for the container of...

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