The Golden Crossing

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The rain fell in sheets. Gray and heavy. It slicked the cobblestones of Harrowgate. The town huddled under its eaves. Shadows stretched long. They swallowed the light. Silas walked. His boots struck the wet stone. *Clack. Clack. Clack.* A steady rhythm. He carried a satchel. It was brown leather. Softened by years of use. Inside, a single item. A gold ring. Thin. Delicate. It caught the dim...

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