The Golden Harbor

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2026-08-21 12:10:56 -

The Golden Harbor

The iron key is cold in your hand. It always is. You are standing in the watchtower, the wind pulling at the hem of your coat like a jealous child. Below, the city of Oakhaven sleeps under a blanket of gray fog. It is an old city. The stones are black with age. The streets are narrow and deep. You have lived here for twenty years. You are the Captain of the Watch. You are not a king. You are...

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