The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The feast ends in silence. Not the quiet of rest. The quiet of a held breath. You stand by the long oak table. It groans under the weight of roasted boar and ale. The hall is warm. Too warm. The air is thick with smoke and sweat. You are the captain. The shield-bearer. The law. You wear the heavy iron breastplate. It chafes your shoulders. It is your skin now. You love the weight. It is the...

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