The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The morning mist clung to the cobblestones of Oakhaven like a damp shroud, and Thomas Vane stood at the edge of the market square, his hands buried deep in the pockets of his wool coat, watching the town breathe. He was a constable, a man whose entire identity was stitched together from the fabric of duty, and today the air tasted of copper and old rain. The central object of his obsession, the...

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