The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The mud sucked at Elias Thorne’s boots with a wet, rhythmic pull. He stood in the trench, the rain hammering the rim, his hands trembling so violently the brass compass in his grip rattled against his palm. He was forty-five. The rain was cold, but the cold was nothing compared to the shaking in his fingers, a tremor that had started three weeks ago and refused to stop. He needed to reach the...

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