The Golden Crossing
The letter lay on the desk, the ink still wet in the corners, smelling of iron and regret. Elias Thorne read it twice, the third time merely to ensure the words had not changed, though he knew they had not. It was a formal censure from the Office of Structural Integrity, dated November 14, 1904. The director, a man whose name Elias had never once spoken aloud in the presence of his peers, had...
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