The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The letter lay on the rough-hewn table, the ink still wet and glistening in the dim light of the candle that flickered against the damp stone walls. I had just signed my name, Thomas Bradshaw, Warden of the Border, a title that felt heavier than the iron keys hanging at my belt. The paper was thin, easily torn, much like the fragile line between the living and the dead that stretched across the...

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