The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The bell rang. It did not ring for time. It rang for hunger. Mara stood in the center of the hall. The floor was stone. It was cold. Her feet bled. She did not look down. She looked at the door. The door was black. It was heavy. It smelled of iron. "Come in," said the Voice. Mara walked in. She did not run. She never ran. Running was for children. Running was for the weak. She was strong. She...

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