The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The rain had not stopped for three days. It fell on the city of Oakhaven like a heavy, grey shroud, soaking into the cobblestones and the rotting wood of the tenements. In the cellar of the old mill, where the damp seeped up through the floorboards like sweat, Thomas sat on a stool. He did not move. His hands were bound by iron shackles, the metal cold against his wrists, biting into the skin....

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