The Golden Crossing

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The dust in Blackwood Manor does not settle; it floats, a suspended galaxy of grey motes that catch the thin light of the cellar window. I am Elias Thorne, and I have come here to kill the ghost of my own name. For twenty-six years, I have carried the weight of the night Clara died, the night the library burned and my sister turned to ash in the very room where we read. The town of Halloway...

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