The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The ash tree in the courtyard of the old manor had not merely fallen, but had been unmade, its silver bark splintering into a thousand jagged teeth that bit into the dark, wet earth of the autumn, while the wind, which had been a gentle whisper earlier in the afternoon, suddenly screamed with a voice that sounded horribly like the human cry of a child who has lost its way in a dark house....

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