The Golden Quest
The ledger weighed four pounds, three ounces. I knew because I had weighed it on the brass scale in the basement, the same one used for the heavy iron ingots. My hands shook, not from the cold, but from the fear that the paper would tear. If it tore, the ink would smear. If the ink smeared, the numbers would disappear. And if the numbers disappeared, I would not be Head Curator by Friday. I...
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