The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The rifle butt pressed into Elias Thorne’s shoulder, a heavy, wooden thud that echoed in the small, wet room. He did not look up. He looked at the cellar door, the iron hinges rusted to a flaky orange, the wood swollen with damp. Behind him, the mud of the Blackwood estate squelched under the boots of the village militia, a sound like tearing meat. "Move, Sergeant," a voice said. It was Miller....

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