The Golden Crossing

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Stop. You will cease your interference immediately. The words from Councilman Halloway did not echo in the high, vaulted chamber of the Meridian; they hung in the air, heavy and still, pressing against the back of your neck. You stood before the Great Astrolabe, your hands trembling not from fear, but from the sudden, cold burn of rejection. The machine, a colossal lattice of brass and iron...

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