The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The cold in Elias’s chest was not a metaphor. It was a vibration, a low-frequency hum that rattled his ribs like a loose gear in a watch. He stood before the Town Council table, his hands white-knuckled around the gold locket, while Mayor Thorne adjusted his spectacles with a slow, deliberate precision. The room smelled of floor wax and old paper, the scent of institutional memory. Thorne did...

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