The Golden Crossing

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2026-08-18 16:11:10 -

The mud sucks at your boots with a sound like wet teeth. You are walking away from the village of Oakhaven, where the cobblestones are cold and the air smells of damp wool and old bread. You do not look back. Looking back is a luxury you can no longer afford. The path ahead is not a path at all, but a scar in the earth, a narrow strip of green growing between the grey stone walls that mark the...

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