The Golden Crossing

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Margaret stepped off the train at dusk, the platform slick with a fine mist that smelled of iron and damp wool. She carried a single leather satchel, heavy with the weight of her silence. The city of Oakhaven lay hazy behind the glass, a grid of lights beginning to pierce the gray. She did not look back. She had made her peace with the forward motion, even if her heart remained a stone in her...

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