The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The wool of the waistcoat had begun to fray at the elbows, a subtle unraveling that mirrored the slow decay of the castle’s own foundations. Elias Thorne stood before the mirror in his private chamber, the glass dark and clouded by the damp that crept in from the north tower, and watched the threads pull free from the fabric. It was a garment he had worn for thirty years, a deep indigo that had...

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