The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The room was a coffin of dust and silence, a box within a box of the sprawling manor that had swallowed Eleanor’s life. It was the attic, the highest point of the house, where the shingles met the sky and the air tasted of dry rot and forgotten years. She had come here to die, or so she had told herself when the fever first took hold, a slow, creeping rot that mirrored the decay of the walls...

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