The Golden Crossing

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The bridge was not built for people. It was built for the weight of things that had been lost and then, by some cruel arithmetic of the universe, found again. You stood on the northern bank, the mud sucking at your boots with a wet, reluctant sound, and you felt the cold settle into your marrow like a second skeleton. The mist was thick, a living grey wool that erased the horizon, so that the...

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