The Golden Crossing

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The mud on the bank of the Golden River is not mud; it is a thick, grey paste that smells of wet iron and old rot, and it clings to your boots with a tenacity that feels personal, almost accusatory. You are Elias Thorne, a border warden of the Kingdom of Oren, and you have stood here for three hours, the knife in your hand trembling so violently that the blade shakes against the hilt, a...

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