The Golden Quest
The bell did not ring to mark the hour, but shattered the air with a sound like tearing silk, a violent dissonance that seemed to crack the very stones of the high city. It was not a warning, for warnings had long since ceased to carry weight in the shadow of the Tower, but a declaration that the old order had finally broken, leaving behind only the dust of its ambitions and the cold,...
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