The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The morning air in the valley of the Ouse smelled of wet stone and impending rain, a scent that had always signaled to Elias Thorne the necessity of departure. He stood at the edge of the forest, his boots sinking slightly into the moss, watching the mist peel away from the ancient oaks as if the world were being unmasked slowly, reluctantly, before the sun could judge it. Behind him, the small...

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