The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The banquet hall of the Millers’ estate smelled of roasted pheasant and wet wool, a thick, cloying mixture that clung to the back of young Elias Thorne’s throat. He sat at the far end of the long mahogany table, a boy of twelve with ink-stained fingers and eyes that held the dull, persistent shine of a trapped animal. Around him, the adults of Blackwood Hollow raised their glasses, their...

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