The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The rain was not falling so much as it was being dragged down from the sky, a thick, grey curtain that smudged the world into a single, indistinguishable smear of mud and stone, and I stood in the center of the market square with my hands bound by ropes that had long since lost their tension and become merely a suggestion of restraint, while the crowd around me swayed like wheat in a gale,...

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