The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

You wake to the smell of sulfur and wet wool. The dream is not a dream. It is a schematic. You see the gears before they turn. You see the heat before it burns. You know the weight of the iron before you lift it. This is the curse. You are the master of the Blackwood Foundry, or rather, you are the master of the silence that holds it together. Your hands are stained with grease that no soap can...

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