The Golden Quest
I woke with the taste of iron in my mouth, a metallic tang that clung to the back of my throat like a secret I had no intention of keeping. The dream was gone, dissolved into the grey mist that always hung over the harbor at dawn, but the image remained, etched into the retinas of my mind with a permanence that frightened me. A seal. A circle of white bone, carved with spirals that seemed to...
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