The Golden Quest
Chapter One Tauno Koskinen, forty-two, woke with the taste of iron and dust in his mouth, the taste of a field that had not existed in Finland for a decade. He lay in the narrow cot of his room at number sixty-three of the Salt Gate, the air still and heavy with the damp of the lake pressing against the windowpane. His left lung burned, a dull, persistent ache that had become the baseline of...
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