The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The ink on Eleanor Fairchild’s fingers was black, not the deep violet of the royal archives, but a soot-darkness that stained the skin to the bone. She sat in the high court of Aethelgard, the stone floor cold against her knees, the weight of the *Codex Aurea* pressing against her chest like a second, heavier heart. It was a living thing, the book, its leather cover breathing with a slow,...

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