The Golden Crossing

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You wake with the taste of iron and wet earth on your tongue, the dream still clinging to you like a damp shroud, a memory of wings that did not belong to you but which you had flown with such desperate, aching grace. You are lying in the narrow bed of the attic room, the one with the sloping ceiling that presses against your skull like a thought you cannot quite finish, and the air is thick...

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