The Golden Quest
Chapter One Pensri Thammawong remembered the sound of the pickaxe hitting the vein before he remembered the pain in his shoulder. It was a hollow, wet crack, like a rib breaking under a boot, and it echoed up the ravine walls where the mist clung to the loess cliffs. He had gone into the highlands to find the Golden Root, a thing of legend his master, Chai, had whispered about in the final...
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