The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The black gloves were too tight. That was the first thing I noticed. They did not fit my hands, which were pale and slender, accustomed to the cold iron of the scriptorium desk. Yet they sat upon my fingers like a second skin. Like a cage. I looked up. Father Aldous stood in the doorway. He did not speak. He never spoke when he brought the gloves. He simply held them out, a dark offering in the...

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