The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The coat was red, a deep, arterial crimson that seemed to absorb the gray light of the hospital room rather than reflect it. It hung on the back of my chair, a heavy, woolen thing that smelled of lavender and old smoke, a scent that belonged to a time before the fever took hold of my mind. I was Dr. Elias Thorne, a man who had spent thirty years cataloging the architecture of the soul, mapping...

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