The Golden Crossing

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2026-08-17 10:24:49 -

The hand was gone. I woke to the silence. It was a heavy silence. Thick. Wet. I looked down. My right arm ended in a smooth, pink stump. No blood. Just a clean line. Where the skin met the air. I did not scream. I knew why. We all knew why. The Palace of White Stone did not accept broken things. Not anymore. I stood up. My feet were bare. The floor was cold marble. It bit into my soles. I felt...

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