The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The ink on the parchment was still wet, a dark, viscous pool that seemed to breathe against the parchment. I stood before the desk of Lord Ashworth, the head of the Watch, my hands trembling not from cold, for the hearth in the great hall burned with a ferocity that singed the air, but from the weight of the seal pressed into my palm. It was a heavy thing, cold as river stone, engraved with the...

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