The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The mortar was crumbling, and I could feel the vibration of it through the soles of my boots, a low, sickening hum that seemed to originate not from the ground but from the marrow of my own bones, as if the building itself were a living thing in the throes of a terrible, silent scream. I stood in the center of the main atrium, my hands stained with the grey dust of decay, looking up at the...

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