The Golden Quest
12 November 2024 The cold does not behave like weather; it behaves like a judgment. It sits in the corner of the archive room, a dense, violet shade of silence that presses against my ribs, and I can feel it watching me work. I am twelve years old, the junior archivist at Sterling Palace, a title that sounds grander than the reality of dusting ledgers and cataloging receipts, but today the air...
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