The Golden Crossing

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Could a man pay for his brother’s blood with his own soul? Ryke Corrin stood at the edge of the Shattered Line, the smell of wet iron and ozone thick in his throat. The border was not a wall but a jagged scar of floating glass, humming with a low, persistent frequency that vibrated in the teeth. For twenty years, Ryke had kept the oath of the market, counting the toll in years of service, yet...

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