The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The morning the orchard was condemned, Elias stood at the gate with his hands in his pockets, watching the dust settle on the iron latch. The air smelled of wet iron and cut grass, a scent that had defined his childhood in the hollow of the Whitmore valley. For thirty years, he had been the keeper of the old apple trees, a role he had not sought but had come to accept as his own skin. Now, the...

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