The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The fog rolled in from the estuary with the heavy, wet persistence of a wool blanket, erasing the sharp edges of the world until only the immediate, trembling breath of the air remained. Elias Vane stood at the end of the pier, his boots sinking slightly into the wet rot of the planks, watching the mist swallow the distant lights of the port. He was a man composed of straight lines and hard...

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