The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The mud was sucking the sole of my left boot, a wet, viscous pull that felt less like earth and more like the mouth of a starving animal, and I had to yank my leg free with a violent jerk that sent a spray of cold slush across my trousers. I was on my knees in the crater’s lip, the rain hammering the back of my neck, and the smell hit me before I saw anything else: a thick, coppery rot mixed...

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