The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

In a dream, the candle burned green. The wick did not melt. It stretched. It pulled upward like a tendon. The light was cold. It smelled of iron. Walter woke with a gasp. The air in the room was stale. Dust motes danced in the single shaft of morning light. He was sixty years old. His hands were spotted. They trembled slightly. He looked at them. He knew what they meant. The end was near. Not...

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