The Golden Crossing

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The taste of iron is the first thing you remember, a metallic bloom spreading across the tongue even before the eyes adjust to the dim, amber light of the watchroom, where the air hangs heavy with the scent of wet wool, old candle tallow, and the faint, sweet rot of the apples left in the basket by the hearth. You are standing in the center of the stone floor, your hands bound not by rope but...

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