The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The dream is always the same: a road of white stone, unbroken by shadow, stretching into a horizon that hums with a frequency only you can hear. You are walking, your boots heavy with the memory of mud and blood, and at the end of the road stands a gate made of gold. Not the yellow of coins, but the pale, trembling light of a dawn that has waited centuries to break. In the dream, the gate is...

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