The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The hall is a cavern of breath and wax, a living mouth that swallows the light and spits it back in distorted, trembling shards. You stand at the edge of the dais, where the stone is cold under your bare feet, and you feel the weight of the gold chain around your neck. It is not a gift. It is a yoke. It is the sun made heavy, made inescapable, pressing down on your small shoulders until the...

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