The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The parchment was thin, brittle as a dried leaf, and smelled faintly of lamp oil and old sweat. Elias held it up to the grey light filtering through the high window of the mason’s shop, his fingers trembling so violently that the paper danced. It was a bill for lime and sand, dated three winters ago, signed by a hand he recognized as his own. He had paid for it. He knew he had paid for it, yet...

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