The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The house was dying. I could hear it in the groans of the oak beams, a low, tectonic moan that vibrated through the floorboards and into my bones. It was a sound I had learned to love, or perhaps I had simply learned to endure, the way a prisoner endures the weight of an iron collar. I stood in the center of the grand hall, my hands clasped behind my back, feeling the rough grain of the wood...

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