The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The ink was black. It was not just black. It was a void. It ate the light. Arthur stood in the center of the room. The room was small. The walls were high. The air was still. It smelled of dust. It smelled of old paper. It smelled of decay. He held the ledger. The ledger was heavy. The leather was cracked. The pages were yellow. He had held it for three days. He had not slept. He had not eaten....

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