The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The taste of copper is the first thing you notice, a metallic tang that coats the back of your throat and refuses to be swallowed. You are standing in the center of the white room, the one that has no doors, only walls that breathe with a slow, rhythmic expansion. The air here is thick, humid, smelling of ozone and old paper. You are the Curator, though they call you the Patient. You know the...

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