The Golden Quest
Chapter One "Entry: 14th of the month. Goldsmith Anders Strand. Assessment: Deficient." The ink was still wet on the parchment when Anders Strand read it, the smell of iron gall sharp and acidic in the stagnant air of the workshop. He was a man of forty, his hands thick and scarred from years of hammering silver and gold, and he held the paper with a tremor he could not suppress. The document...
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