The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The river had turned the color of bruised plums by the time the smoke began to choke the sky, a thick, oily curtain that swallowed the spires of the textile mills and the steeples of St. Jude’s, erasing the horizon until the world felt like a closed room with no windows. I stood on the embankment, watching the water churn beneath the weirs, where the current was so fast and vicious it seemed to...

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