The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The hall was a cathedral of rot. It smelled of damp wool and old blood, a scent that had settled into the plaster over decades of silent service. Thomas Bradshaw stood at the center of the room, his hands heavy at his sides. The air was thick, almost viscous, pressing against his eardrums with the weight of deep water. Around him, the other officers moved in slow, synchronized circles. They did...

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