The Golden Crossing

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2026-08-21 09:37:52 -

You wake with the taste of copper on your tongue, a metallic sweetness that coats the back of your throat like a secret you haven’t told yet. It is early. The sky above the village of Oakhaven is not quite dark, but it is not quite light either. It is the color of a bruise, swollen and purple, hanging low over the thatched roofs. You are seven years old, or perhaps eight. Time has a way of...

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