The Golden Crossing

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"Did you hear the bells?" I looked up. The kitchen was dark. Only the pilot light of the stove burned a small blue eye in the shadows. My wife, Elara, sat at the table. Her hands were clasped. She did not look at me. "Who is ringing them?" I asked. My voice was rough. I had not spoken in two days. "Them," she said. "The ones we left behind." I walked to the window. Outside, the snow fell thick...

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