The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

March 14, 1348 The feast was a lie dressed in silk. We sat in the great hall of the Guild of Weavers, the air thick with the smell of roasted pork and stale ale, while Master Elias sat at the head of the table, his face a mask of benevolent indifference. I am Thomas, thirty-two years old, a clerk of modest reputation and desperate necessity. I wanted the Master’s seal. I wanted it because I had...

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