The Golden Crossing

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The fog sits heavy in the valley, a thick gray wool that smells of wet stone and old iron. You are sitting in the library, the one that used to be the great hall before the roof collapsed and the rain ate through the floorboards. You are not alone, though you tell yourself you are. The air is thick with the scent of beeswax and decay, and the silence is so loud it hurts your teeth. You are a...

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