The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The kiln hummed. It was a low, guttural sound that vibrated in the teeth of Elias Thorne. He stood before the great clay beast, his hands stained with the grey dust of the city’s bones. The workshop was cold. The fire was not. It was the only warm thing left in the district of Blackfriars. Elias was a maker of bells. Not for churches. For the wealthy. He cast small, intricate chimes for the...

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