The Golden Quest
The train hissed into Oakhaven, a long, metallic groan that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of Elias Thorne’s bones. He stepped onto the platform, his breath pluming in the cold October air, carrying nothing but a canvas bag and a letter of introduction that he knew, with a sinking certainty, was already obsolete. Oakhaven was a town of soot and steam, a sprawling industrial beast where the sky...
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