The Golden Harbor

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2026-08-21 12:09:39 -

The Golden Harbor

The fog rolled in at dusk. It swallowed the streets of Harrowgate. The cobblestones glistened. Wet. Cold. Mara walked. Her breath came in short, white puffs. She was looking for something. Or someone. The distinction blurred in the damp air. Her coat was heavy. Wool. Dark. It smelled of dust and old smoke. Under the collar, a silver chain hung. A pendant. Small. A tear drop of glass. It did not...

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