The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The machine stops with a sound like a bone breaking. It is a low, wet crunch, followed by the violent, hissing exhale of steam that fills the air with the smell of burnt copper and wet wool. You stand before the Loom, your hands still raised, fingers splayed as if you had been trying to catch the falling threads. They are not threads. They are strands of your own hair, pulled from your scalp...

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