The Golden Quest
The ink on the ledger pages was still wet when I found it, a dark, viscous smear that smelled of iron and old fear. I am Elias Thorne, thirty-two years of age, and I have spent the last decade as a junior clerk in the Ministry of Reclamation, a sprawling, stone-fingered institution that claws its way into the pockets of every man in the city. I want the position of Senior Archivist. It is a...
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