The Golden Crossing

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The road was a vein of black earth cutting through the fog. I walked it with the heavy tread of a man who had forgotten how to be light. My boots were iron-clad, though they had not seen a battlefield in ten years. They had seen only the mud of the valley and the rotting leaves of the forest. I carried my sword on my back. It was not a weapon. It was a weight. A burden of gold and steel that...

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