The Golden Crossing

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The bell in the great tower of King’s Reach did not ring to mark the hour, but to mark the end of my life as I had known it. It was a sound like grinding iron, a deep, tectonic groan that vibrated in the marrow of my bones and rattled the teeth in my skull. I stood in the center of the Grand Refectory, the stone floor cold through the soles of my leather shoes, and watched the shadows of the...

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