The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The air in the cellar tasted of wet stone and old blood. I held the fox. It was still. Its fur was the color of rust, matted with the gray dust of the earth we had just broken through. My hands shook, not from cold, but from the sheer, violent effort of keeping it from slipping. Above me, the heavy oak door rattled. The sound of boots on stone echoed down the narrow stairwell. "Margaret," a...

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