The Golden Quest

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2026-08-22 01:54:24 -

The Golden Quest

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a thick, grey curtain that smelled of wet wool and old stone, blurring the edges of the castle until the world was nothing but damp shadows and the distant, rhythmic clatter of the smithy. You stand in the antechamber, your hand resting on the pommel of the sword that has grown heavier with every step, the leather grip slick under your palm, worn...

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