The Golden Visit
The ice cracks first. A thin, white fracture spreads across the surface of the frozen lake, splitting the world in two. You stand at the edge. The cold is not just a temperature. It is a weight. It presses against your ribs. It settles in the marrow. You are Major Elias Thorne. You are the shield. You are the wall. But the wall is breaking. The city below is a grid of light. A circuit board. A...
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