The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The first thing I noticed was the taste of copper on my tongue, sharp and metallic, like biting into a coin. I was kneeling on the cold stone floor of the cellar, my hands trembling as I brushed the dust from the surface of the oak chest. It was a heavy thing, bound in iron, but the metal had long since rusted into a fragile lace, ready to shatter at a touch. Inside, there was no gold. There...

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