The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The chandelier burns low. It is a beast of brass and glass, swinging in the draft that leaks through the stone walls of the Blackwood estate. You stand in the center of the ballroom. Your feet are cold. The floor is marble, polished to a mirror sheen by decades of scuffing. You see your own reflection in it. A ghost. A scholar. A man who has spent his life in the quiet, dusty corners of...

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