The Golden Crossing

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The feast was loud. Candles guttered in the iron sconces, throwing long, dancing shadows against the stone walls of the great hall. The smell of roasted goose and spiced wine hung heavy in the air, mixing with the scent of wet wool and woodsmoke. Thomas sat at the high table, his hands folded on the rough linen cloth. He watched the fire. The flames licked at the hearth, eager and bright. They...

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