The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The bread was good. That was the first thing I told myself when the guards dragged me into the Great Hall. It was a thick, dense loaf, dark as a bruise, smelling of yeast and ash. I took a bite. It tasted like nothing. It tasted like the stone floor beneath my knees. I chewed slowly. My jaw ached. The aches were familiar. They had become my oldest friends, older than my mother, older than the...

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