The Golden Crossing

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The rain fell upon the ramparts of the Blackwood Citadel not as water, but as a thin, silver veil of dust that settled upon the armor of Sir Julian Thorne and clung to the heavy, rusted links of his chainmail with the persistence of a lover who has been told to leave but refuses to accept the finality of the door. Julian stood at the edge of the parapet, his body a rigid monument to duty, his...

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