The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

I woke from the dream with the taste of copper and old rain on my tongue. The ceiling above me was peeling, a map of cracked plaster that looked less like a building and more like a dried riverbed. I sat up. My body felt heavy, dense, as if gravity had decided to anchor itself to my spine for the rest of the week. Outside, the sky was a bruised purple. It was not night yet, but it was not day....

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