The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The storm broke the east wing of Ashworth Hall before the sun had fully cleared the treeline. It was a violent, tearing sound, like a great beast snapping a bone, followed by the wet, heavy sigh of splintered oak giving way to the rain. Elias Ashworth stood on the landing, his nightshirt clinging to his ribs, watching the wind strip the roof tiles from the old library. He was a man of forty,...

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