The Golden Crossing

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The sky split open on a Tuesday. It did not rain. It bled. A thick, viscous gold poured from the bruised purple heavens, soaking the dry earth of the high desert in a silent, heavy deluge. Thomas Bradshaw stood on the ridge, his rifle slung low, his uniform torn at the shoulder. He was not a soldier of any known army. His badge was tarnished, the metal etched with a symbol that looked like an...

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