The Golden Crossing

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The feast was not a celebration of life, but a slow, deliberate consumption of it, a grotesque banquet where the air itself seemed to curdle with the heavy, cloying scent of roasted meats and the metallic tang of ancient, stagnant blood that seeped from the walls of the keep, a place that existed in the interstitial spaces of history, a phantom citadel suspended in a twilight that had forgotten...

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