The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The brass badge on my chest was no longer a symbol of authority, but a heavy, oxidized weight that pulled at the skin of my collarbone, a constant, metallic reminder of the erosion that had set in long before the first crack appeared in the foundation of my life. I walked the perimeter of the town, my boots sinking into the damp earth that smelled of rot and old rain, the silence of the valley...

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