The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The fog did not lift in Harrow’s End. It settled. It breathed. It tasted of iron and brine, coating the tongue with a metallic slick that never washed away. Elara stood by the porthole of the *Sovereign*, her fingers tracing the cold glass. Outside, the harbor was a void. No ships. No cranes. Only the grey, churning dark. She was forty-two, though the mirror in her cabin showed a face carved by...

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