The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The wind off the moor did not howl; it whispered, a dry rustle like old paper being turned over in a hurry. Elias kept his head down, shoulders hunched against the chill that seemed to seep through the wool of his coat and settle directly in the marrow. He was counting the miles in his mind, a rhythmic tapping against the inside of his skull, but the numbers blurred together, losing their...

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