The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The bell rang at dawn. It was a heavy, iron thing, suspended in the center of the rotunda. I struck it with a mallet that had worn smooth against my palm. The sound did not travel through the air. It traveled through my bones. We lived in the Keep. The Keep stood on a cliff that dropped into a sea which was not water. It was mist. Thick, white, and silent. We were the Wardens. We did not guard...

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