The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended veil of grey mist that clung to the limestone walls of the Keep of St. Jude, blurring the boundary between the interior stone and the exterior void until the world outside ceased to exist, leaving only the damp, metallic taste of iron in my mouth and the rhythmic, wet thud of my own heart against my ribs. I sat in the corner of the...

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