The Golden Crossing

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended curtain of grey mist that smelled of wet iron and old stone. Captain Elias Thorne stood on the balcony of the Sterling Palace, his hand resting on the cold marble railing, watching the city of New Aethelgard shudder beneath the weight of its own history. The air was thick with the scent of ozone, a precursor to the storm that the...

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