The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The glass was cold against Elias Thorne’s palm. He did not drop it. He could not. The fragment of the chandelier hung suspended in the air, a shard of crystal that had once been whole, now jagged and cruel. It caught the grey light of the attic room, refracting it into tiny, dying rainbows on the floorboards. "Did you do it, Elias?" The voice came from the stairs below. Clara. Her tone was...

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