The Golden Crossing

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The river was gold again, a thick, molten band of light that stretched across the valley floor like a wound that refused to close. Elias Thorne adjusted the strap of his radio, the leather digging into his shoulder, and watched the current shift from black to a blinding, metallic yellow. He had been a border patrol agent for twenty-two years, long enough to know that the equinox always brought...

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