The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The bell above the shop door had not rung in three days. It hung there, a small brass tongue frozen in mid-shout, gathering dust in the corner of the window display. Elias Thorne did not mind the silence. In fact, he preferred it. The silence was a heavy, velvet curtain that muffled the chaotic, grinding machinery of the city outside. Inside the atelier, the air smelled of beeswax, old wood,...

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