The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The smell is antiseptic. It is sharp. It cuts the air. You are in the cellar. The walls are stone. They weep. Condensation drips. It ticks against the flagstones. A rhythmic sound. Like a clock. But no clock moves. Time is static here. Or perhaps it is looping. You do not know. You are Margaret. You are the Keeper. You hold the jar. It is glass. Thick. Heavy. Inside is the elixir. It glows. A...

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