The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The rain against the windowpane did not sound like water. It sounded like the slow, grinding decay of the world outside, a rhythmic tapping that matched the pulse of my own dwindling hope. I sat in the library of the Ashworth estate, the air thick with the scent of damp paper and old beeswax, and I held it in my hands. It was not gold, though the light caught it in a way that suggested...

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