The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The map was wrong again, Elias. It was wrong again, and the ink was still wet, though I had dried it with my thumb an hour before. I looked up from the drafting table, the cold smell of iron gall ink clinging to the air like a damp wool coat, and met the gaze of Councilman Halloway. He sat in the high-backed leather chair that had belonged to his father, and his father’s father, a man who had...

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