The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

Elias Vance, come here. The voice did not come from the doorway, nor from the street, but from the damp air itself, a summons that felt less like a command and more like a hook catching in the chest. Elias stood in the shadow of the cannery’s loading dock, the smell of brine and rotting herring thick enough to taste on his tongue. He was twelve years old, his hands stained the color of dried...

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