The Golden Quest

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2026-08-19 21:42:30 -

The Golden Quest

The wind off the moor had a taste of iron and old blood in it, a flavor that stuck to the back of my throat no matter how much water I drank. I sat on the cold flagstones of the kitchen floor, my back against the hearth where the coals had long since died into gray ash, and I watched the single candle burn down. It was a thick, tallow stick, dripping yellow grease onto the stone, and the flame...

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