The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The stone was warm. Elias pressed his palm against the rough surface. It hummed. Not with sound. With heat. Deep, ancient heat. He was alone. The tower stood in the center of the courtyard. It was old. Older than the walls. Older than the village. The mortar was black. The stones were grey. Elias was a clerk. He worked for the Guild. He kept the records. He counted the coins. He signed the...

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