The Golden Crossing

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The gold was not a metal, but a liquid, a thick and viscous honey that pooled in the center of the high mahogany table, shimmering with a light that seemed to pull the shadows back from the corners of the room, a light that did not obey the physics of the chandeliers above but instead generated its own terrible, warm luminescence, and it was this light that Margot had come to see, or perhaps to...

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