The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The parchment was thin, brittle as old skin, and the ink had faded to a ghostly brown. Elias Thorne held it under the single tallow candle in the antechamber, his fingers trembling not from cold but from the thirty years of service that had worn the joints of his hands into knuckles the size of walnuts. He was looking for the signature of Lord Vane, the date of his final commendation, the...

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