The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

You stand at the edge of the quarry, where the water is so still it looks like a sheet of hammered tin, and you hold the brass compass in your hand until the metal bites into your palm. It is a heavy thing, worn smooth by the thumb of your father, who was a man of few words and many silences, a man who believed that the earth kept its secrets for those who knew how to listen, but who could not...

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