The Golden Crossing

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The road was a vein of mud, pulsing dark beneath the grey sky. Aldous walked. He carried a cart. The cart was heavy. It held his life. He was a weaver. The loom was wood. The threads were gold. Not metal. Light. He wove the light into cloth. The cloth was for the King. The King lived in the tower. The tower was far. The journey was long. The sun was low. The air was cold. Aldous was old. His...

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