The Golden Quest
The wall fell. It did not crumble; it snapped, a long, dry crack that echoed through the vaulted hall like the breaking of a giant’s knee. Dust billowed, thick and gray, choking the light from the high windows. In the sudden silence that followed the roar of collapsing stone, only the breathing of the men remained. They stood in the courtyard of the Citadel, a place of ancient stone and older...
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