The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The station master watched me pack my satchel, his eyes fixed on the door as if expecting the mountain to come in and swallow us whole. "The air is thick today, Elara," he said, his voice low and gravelly. "The mountain is unquiet." I did not look up. I was wrapping the last of my glass vials in wool, my hands trembling not from the cold, but from the knowledge of what waited on the ridge. I am...

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