The Golden Harbor
The hall of the Black Spire was not built for comfort, but for the containment of silence. It was a cavern of stone, vaulted high into the gloom, where the air hung heavy with the scent of tallow and old iron. Around the long table, the lords of the Keep sat in a circle of candlelight, their faces illuminated from below, casting long, skeletal shadows against the rough-hewn walls. I sat at the...
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