The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The bell rang. It was a thin, high sound. It cut through the fog. Tommy stood in the alley. He held a map. The paper was wet. It smelled of rain and old dust. He looked up. The Spire was there. It was black. It was tall. It pierced the sky like a nail. He walked. His boots slapped the wet cobblestones. *Slap. Slap.* He was fast. He was quick. The city was alive. It breathed. It watched. The...

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