The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The cart wheels groaned against the cobblestones of Oakhaven, a sound like the grinding of old bones in the dark. Elias Thorne sat hunched over a leather satchel, his knuckles white as he gripped the handle. The rain had stopped, but the air remained thick, heavy with the scent of wet rot and woodsmoke. He was a man of letters, a scholar of the old texts, yet here he was, a traveler in a town...

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