The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The ink was still wet. It bled into the parchment like a bruise spreading under skin. I held the pen, my hand steady, my mind a labyrinth of glass shards. I had signed it. I had agreed to the terms. The Contract of Clarity. It promised to strip away the noise, the doubt, the fog that had clouded my mind for ten years. It promised perfection. I looked at the seal. Gold. Heavy. It sat on the desk...

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