The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The rain hits the glass. It sounds like nails on a coffin lid. You are standing. Your hand is on the hilt. The metal is cold. It bites into your skin. You are in the cell. It is small. The walls are stone. They weep. Water drips from the ceiling. It pools at your feet. You are a soldier. No, you are a warder. The distinction matters. It should not. You know this. You have always known it. Your...

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