The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The kettle screams. You let it. The steam curls against the cold glass of the windowpane, forming ghosts that vanish as soon as they take shape. Outside, the wind howls through the eaves of the old manor, a low, continuous groan that sounds like a man remembering a pain he thought he had forgotten. You stand by the stove, the iron pot heavy in your hands. Your hands are steady. They have always...

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