THE TREASURE HUNTER’S REWARD
August 25, 2014
The taste of triumph has eluded you for such a long slog of time. Now finally you stand at the entrance to the long hall. You have conquered the highest mountain, the steepest cliff. You can see the promised green door far off in the distance. Behind it? Wealth beyond imagination. Giddy, you stagger down the hall, footfalls tapping out a warning you ignore. You press both hands against the door. At first, it yields reluctantly. Then it flies open. There she is. You die.
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