The Golden Crossing

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The air in the Hall of Scales tasted of copper and burnt sugar. Elias stood with his back to the cold stone wall, his hands trembling not from fear, but from the sheer volume of power thrumming in his veins. Before him, the Wardens moved in a silent, geometric dance. They were not men, exactly. They were the architecture of order given flesh, clad in robes of grey wool that seemed to absorb the...

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