The Golden Crossing

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You cannot hold a key if your hands are already ash. Khadija Idris, forty-two, the Palace’s Chief Gatekeeper, woke with the taste of copper in her mouth, the recurring dream of the Golden Crossing dissolving into a fine, grey powder still clinging to her eyelids. She wanted only one thing: the promotion to Grand Warden, secured before her fingers shook too badly to turn the ceremonial lock, a...

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