The Golden Crossing

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The bell tower of St. Jude’s had not rung in thirty years. It stood silent above the village of Oakhaven, a hollow throat against the grey sky. Elias stood at its base, his hands wrapped around the heavy iron lever. His knuckles were white. The metal bit into his skin, familiar and cold. He was the warden. He was the keeper of the lock. And today, he was the key. The lever did not move. It was...

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