The Golden Crossing

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The tower breathed. It was a slow, rhythmic expansion, a sigh of ancient stone that Elias felt in his teeth before he heard it in the air. He pressed his chisel against the lintel, the metal biting into the granite, but the stone crumbled. Dust puffed out, fine as flour, coating his knuckles. He tried again, harder, anger flaring in his chest at the waste of material, at the creeping dark of...

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