The Golden Quest
The ink refused to set, bleeding into the parchment like a wound that would not close, and Captain Elias Thorne watched with a cold, professional detachment as the words of his final dispatch dissolved into a faint, golden haze. It was the autumn of 1893, and the border outpost of Kael’s Rest stood isolated against the grey expanse of the Northern Territories, a place where the authority of the...
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