The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The house did not merely stand; it loomed, a grotesque parrot of its own decay, perched on the jagged cliffs of Blackwood Point where the fog rolled in thick enough to chew on. Elias Thorne, a man whose face had been carved by the wind and the relentless, grinding weight of seventy years, stood in the center of the foyer, his fingers trembling as they brushed the cold, peeling wallpaper,...

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