The Golden Crossing

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The iron brazier hissed in the center of the hall, its coals glowing a dull, angry red against the stone floor. Elara stood before it. She did not look at the fire. She looked at the mirror. The glass was dark, polished to a depth that seemed to swallow light rather than reflect it. In it, she saw her own face, pale and drawn, framed by the heavy wool of her mantle. She saw the sword at her...

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