The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The fog in the valley did not lift; it merely thinned, revealing the skeletal remains of a forest that had long since been consumed by the fire of time. I stood at the edge of the clearing, my boots sinking into the loam that smelled of wet iron and decay. It was here, in the shadow of the old mill, that I had found the first of the birds. They were not alive, nor were they dead in the manner...

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