The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

Marek dreamed of the sea. Not the grey, churning Atlantic that lapped at the cliffs of Whitby, but a golden harbor. It was a place of impossible light. The water was molten. It hummed. In the dream, he held his mother’s hand. Her fingers were cold. They were wet. She did not look at him. She looked only at the gold. He woke in the dark. The house was silent. The wind howled outside. It was a...

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