The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The rain did not fall so much as it was poured, a thick, grey curtain that turned the streets of the old city into a series of weeping canals, and in the middle of this deluge, Arthur Penhaligon stood with his back against the wet brick of the bakery, his breathing ragged and shallow, the taste of copper and fear pooling in the back of his throat, while the woman before him, his sister Eleanor,...

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