The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The chandelier burned low. It was a beast of brass and glass, hanging from the vaulted ceiling of the Hall of Wards. Its light was yellow. It was thick. It tasted of ozone. Captain Elias Thorne stood by the window. He did not look out. The glass was cold against his forehead. He held a small cage. The cage was brass. It was warm. Inside the cage sat a sparrow. The sparrow was black. Its...

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