The Golden Crossing

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The rain on the tin roof of the Blackwood Mill sounded like a thousand small fingers tapping against the skin of the world, a relentless, rhythmic demand for attention that you could not ignore. You stood by the window, watching the gray water slide down the glass, blurring the view of the valley below, and you felt the weight of the silence in the room. It was a heavy thing, this silence,...

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