The Golden Quest
Chapter One Rolf Schwarz pressed the burin into the copper plate, the metal biting back with a resistance that made his knuckles ache, the weight of the tool a familiar, heavy anchor in his palm. The banquet hall of the Guild was a cacophony of clinking glass and the low hum of men discussing the census figures that would determine the next year’s water allocations, but Rolf’s mind was fixed on...
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