The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The snow had packed hard against the base of the watchtower, a white wall that swallowed the horizon and erased the line between the earth and the sky. Elias Thorne stood on the narrow catwalk, his breath pluming in the freezing air, his eyes fixed on the ridge where the smuggler was supposed to be. He was forty years old, his body a map of minor aches and chronic cold, and he wanted only the...

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