The Golden Crossing

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The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended curtain of grey water that smelled of wet copper and old rot, clinging to the skin of the city like a second, heavier dermis. Elias Thorne stood in the mouth of the tunnel, his boots sinking into the sludge that pooled at the base of the steps, watching the water bead and tremble on the edge of the stone lip before dropping, a rhythmic,...

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