The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a suspended curtain of grey sleet that blurred the line between the cobblestones of the King’s Bridge and the churning, black water of the River Tarn below, a visual static that seemed to erase the very concept of distance, leaving the world reduced to a wet, breathing mass of stone and shadow where the only clear thing was the cold, a physical weight...

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