The Golden Crossing

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The seal is red wax. It looks like a drop of blood frozen on parchment. You hold it in your palm. The wax is warm. It is not wax. It is skin. It pulses against your fingers. You are in the throne room. The air smells of dust and old iron. Your father sits on the high seat. He is not looking at you. He is looking at the wall. His eyes are open. He is seeing something you cannot see. "Read it,"...

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