The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The sleet had stopped, but the cold remained. It sat in the marrow of Elias Thorne, a deep, grinding ache that had nothing to do with the wind. He stood on the precipice of the old industrial district, where the skyline of the city loomed like a broken jaw against the gray, bruised sky. Below him, the harbor lay still, a black mirror reflecting the smog and the silence. Elias was a man of few...

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