The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The glass was gone. That was the first thing he noticed, or perhaps the first thing he allowed himself to notice. The window in the drawing room of the old manor sat open to the wind, a dark, breathing mouth. Inside, the air smelled of dust and wet wool. Arthur held the fragment in his palm. It was small. Thin as a razor. Sharp enough to cut the skin if one was not careful. He was careful. He...

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