The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The dream was always the same, a recurring architecture of dust and light that Elias Vane could not seem to shake awake from. In the dream, he stood in a field of withered wheat, the stalks brittle as old bones, swaying under a sky that was neither day nor night but a suspended, amber twilight. He held a lantern in his hand, its glass cracked, its flame guttering against a wind that smelled of...

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