The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The iron gate was locked. Elias stood before it. The wood was black with rot. The hinges screamed in the wind. He did not look up. He looked at the dirt. A single leaf landed on his boot. It was red. Dried blood. He was a soldier. Or he had been. The uniform was old. The wool itched. It smelled of sweat and old fear. He touched the collar. It was tight. Like a noose. The tower rose above him....

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