The Golden Crossing

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The dream was always the same, a golden arch spanning a chasm of black water, its planks humming with a low, resonant frequency that vibrated in Elias Thorne’s teeth. He woke with the taste of ash on his tongue, the spectral bridge dissolving into gray mist as he opened his eyes. It was the fourteenth of the month, and his permanent tenure was due by the thirty-first. For twenty years, Elias...

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