The Golden Crossing

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The road from the lowlands to the high valley was not a path but a scar, a jagged tear in the earth that wound upward into the gray mist. It rained there, as it always did, a cold and persistent drizzle that turned the mud into a thick, sucking paste that threatened to swallow the boots of those who walked it. Elias Thorne walked without stopping, his breath coming in short, sharp bursts that...

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