The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

"You're suspended, Cal." I looked up from the ledger. The ink was still wet on the page. It glistened like a tear I hadn't shed. The room smelled of damp wool and old paper. It was the smell of the institution. It was the smell of us. "Who said that?" I asked. My voice was steady. It was always steady. I had trained it to be steady. I had beaten it into shape with years of silence and drills....

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