The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The air in the Cathedral of Saint Jude was thick with the scent of burning tallow and the damp, mineral breath of the stone walls. It was a Tuesday in November, the kind of grey, clinging day that pressed against the leaded windows like a ghost seeking entry. Master Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the nave, his hands clasped tightly behind his back, the knuckles white against the dark wool of...

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