The Golden Crossing
The frost had settled into the marrow of the earth long before the first light of the dawn broke over the valley, a silence so profound it felt less like the absence of sound and more like the presence of a holding breath, a suspended moment in time where the air itself seemed to thicken, pressing against the skin of the world with a weight that defied explanation. You stood at the center of...
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