The Golden Crossing

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The stone weighed forty pounds, and Elias had carried it for three hours. The rain fell in cold, steady sheets that turned the dirt road outside the Bishop’s manor into a slurry of mud and broken leaves, slicking under his boots with every step. His hands were raw, the skin split and weeping a thin, dark line of blood that mixed with the rainwater running down his forearms. He did not look up...

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