The Golden Crossing

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The mortar is too wet, Elias, you are going to choke on it before the arch is even set. Mara’s voice cuts through the grey haze of my waking, sharp and clinical, as if she is already holding a scalpel to the air between us. I open my eyes to the ceiling of my workshop, the plaster cracked in a pattern that mirrors the veins in my hands, and I know I have been dreaming of gold again. It is...

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