The Golden Crossing

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2026-08-19 00:47:42 -

The banquet hall of the Ironworks sat heavy with the smell of roasted pheasant and the metallic tang of the new smelting vats that had been installed in the cellar, a scent that seemed to permeate the very air, making it difficult to breathe without tasting the soot of the company’s ambition. Elias Thorne sat at the far end of the long mahogany table, his hands resting flat on the varnished...

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