The Golden Crossing

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2026-08-21 09:47:28 -

The rain fell on the city of Oakhaven with a persistence that felt less like weather and more like a judgment, a grey, weeping curtain that smothered the cobblestones and the gutters alike until the distinction between street and sky had entirely dissolved into a single, weeping void where the air tasted of wet ash and the ancient, sour rot of things long buried. It was a Tuesday, or perhaps a...

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