The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The helicopter banked hard over the treeline, the rotor wash flattening the pine needles into a gray sea. I gripped the strap across my chest, my knuckles white against the nylon. Beside me, Kael sat with his back against the skids, his eyes closed, a faint smile playing on his lips as if he were listening to music only he could hear. He was the only other person in the box besides the pilot...

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