The Golden Quest
The brass key was warm. Not the ambient warmth of the room, but a living, pulsing heat that seeped into the meat of my palm as I held it over the ledger. I am Elias Thorne, and I am an archivist by trade, a man who believes in the preservation of paper, the cataloging of dust, and the solvency of bank accounts. I do not believe in ghosts. I do not believe in the hum that vibrated through the...
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