The Golden Downtown

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The cart wheels groaned against the cobblestones of Oakhaven’s main gate, a sound like teeth grinding in the early morning chill of 1347. Sergeant Elias Thorne sat rigid in the back, his spine aligned with the wooden slats, his eyes fixed on the city wall that rose like a scar across the horizon. He was forty-two years old, a man whose face had been carved by twenty years of service into a...

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