The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The ink was still wet on the ledger when the knock came, a sound like a knuckle rapping against a coffin lid. Elias Vane did not look up from the table. He was a man of precise angles, a tailor whose reputation in the grey, fog-choked town of Blackthorn rested on the invisibility of his seams. To Elias, a stitch was a contract between cloth and wearer, a promise that the skin would remain...

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