The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The fog was thick. It tasted of salt and iron. Elias walked. His boots were worn thin. The leather cracked. He walked for three days. Then four. The road ended. There was no road. Only the mist. And the hum. He had come from the North. From a village where the winters did not end. His name was Elias Thorne. He was a man of stone. Quiet. He carried a satchel. It was heavy. Inside was a shard of...

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