The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The rain falls on the stone. It is cold. It is wet. It soaks the wool of your tunic. You stand in the courtyard of the High Court. The air smells of damp moss and old iron. You are a man of the law. You wear the badge of the Crown on your chest. It is heavy. It is cold. It presses against your ribs. You feel its weight. You feel the hunger in your belly. You have not eaten since morning. The...

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