The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended curtain of grey water that blurred the edges of the world into a soft, indistinct smudge. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the pier, the salt spray biting at his face, the cold seeping into the bones of his chest where a hollow ache had lived for three years. He held the object in his left hand, a small, brass-cased device no...

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