The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The rain had been falling on the cliffs of Blackwood for three days, a relentless, grey curtain that blurred the line between the sky and the churning sea below. You sat in the high window of the archive room, your fingers wrapped around a cup of tea that had long since gone cold. The steam had vanished, leaving only a thin film of surface tension on the water, a mirror that reflected nothing...

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