The Golden Harbor
The rain hits the slate. It sounds like fingers tapping. You are walking. Your boots are wet. The stone is cold. You feel the cold in your teeth. You are in the tower. The tower is old. The tower is dark. You are not alone. You are never alone here. Look at the window. The glass is cracked. The crack runs down. It looks like a vein. It looks like a tear. You touch it. It is sharp. It cuts your...
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